The long seagull infested bay Sprawled into life before my eyes And as the breaking waves rolled along the sea edge I observed the locals and their look of surprise A tanned narcissistic looking officer greeted me He seemed to float on the golden sands "We found her here this morning officer" he uttered "She was naked with just a scarf wrapped round her hands" I saw the poor bleach blonde creature All covered over by a pristine white sheet A drown maiden washed in by the ocean Her modesty now restored from head to feet The investigations were long and gruelling But the view and hospitality never diminished I never felt anything negative here From the beginning to when I finished The killer was a lonely Moroccan tourist Who misjudged friendship for something more Such a waste of a beautiful life Left naked on a postcard shore