Spinnaker

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Day 134 160911 366@40


The storm clouds chasing, up in the sky,
A landmark you see, standing so very high.
The winds do blow, we wrap up warm,
We take the shelter, before it does storm.

The storm clouds chasing, here now to stay,
Spinnaker tower stands proud, guard for the bay.
The rain may fall, not dampen our moods,
As we pass restaurants, selling drink and foods.

The storm clouds chasing, but still we wait,
Taking the shots now, before it's too late.
The tower stands high, a landmark of style,
Happy we all are, to stay a while.



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