Here's a poem that wrote itself as I was thinking of its topic.
Fouras is a lovely coastal town in France, with a live link to one of its five beaches, but it is best you know before reading this poem, that in its name the S is silent. It is not FourAS but FourAH.
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| Plage Sud Quay |
Hurrah, hurrah for Fouras
My precious little gem
I found her many years ago
We've been in love since then
Hurrah, hurrah for Fouras
I'll soon see her again
She'll greet me as a friend
Her beauty and charm to lend
Hurrah, hurrah for Fouras
My lovely, lovely friend.
N.B.
Fouras is easily loved and is ideal for lovers of any age. Welcoming and yet charming, a "grande vacance" here will relax, invigorate and induce a state of "l'amore".
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| Lovers of Fouras |
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