The outpouring of sadness in Bexhill among those who care about the desecration of Salty Sam and Seaweed Sally is palpable.
Society these days and the ‘morons’ that would see it sink to even lower levels, is a very dark place.
If you would be kind enough to print this and the rhyme below, then Andy, creator of this Cooden Beach Flotsam Artwork, may feel encouraged to know that some people do care.
The Sorrow of Salty Sam
My words are wood
But the meaning’s strong
I hope they come back
‘ere too long.
My friends are lost -
Know not what to say
I also fear my hand’s
My wife I can’t cuddle
My words she can’t hear
She cries to see me
So damaged, it’s clear
So, if you know the place
Of my hand and my word
Please bring them back
It’s all so absurd!
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