• The beautiful beach,
    With parasitic leech,
    The Hotel Reach,
    Now we walk on bleach.

    Sand eroded,
    Tourists unloaded,
    Locals outmoded,
    Money the only gain.

    Now take a gander,
    At all their slander,
    To build the Hotel Rock.

    It's Were arrogant flock,
    When locals in the stock,
    Sun a shining,
    Over the new concrete block.

    So now I tell you this,
    It might be a diss,
    For its lack of bliss,
    But I'm not taking the piss,
    Because the beach has lots it bliss,
    Owing to your remiss.