My Favourite Place

Every year, but twice or once, 
We go here for a bit of fun.
Prawn fishing, there's prawns galore,
Or regular fishing, "Dad, just one more!"

Swimming in the water is fun, 
But not much when the day is done.
The sun sets and the fish come out,
Just for a nibble of some bait, without a doubt!

In the night, we roam around,
Until a restaurant we've found.
The air wanders with fresh fried fish,
Gives my nose ephemeral bliss!

Going home, I stick my head out,
I feel the wind give my eyes a drought.
Then I fall asleep after some fish.
The best time of my life. Again? Oh, I wish!