St Ives Bay

Trace my steps along St Ives cobbles,

ice cream parlour's by the bowlfuls...

along seafront there's gift shops many

that's where I'd spend my every penny,

the harbour where boats come in,

those seagulls creating such a din...

eating fish and chips upon the wall

those clever birds cry out for more,

and in the cool evening at day's end

sun goes down for food we wend,

discovering restaurant in the bay

to feast upon fresh fish of the day,

much later on the ale house calls us,

come! Be merry we're filled to bust...

down your ciders – pull up a chair,

pub's full, but there's space to spare,

merrily sauntering back to our hotel room,

up high in the clear sky we see a full moon,

it's been an interesting and fun eventful day,

as we went wandering around St Ives bay.