In the Wee Hours of the Afternoon

Marissa makes the most of her mornings. Robert requested to rest...Ris relinquished. So she sought suggestions to satiate and satisfy such a span. He concocted a creative contrivance. He present his plan, with poise and pluck: blogging brings bliss, so bless our benefactors with a briefing of our bane! Although our adventures are arid, alliterations affirm acumen. Only orate in orthmetry and odes. A limerick will liven our legend.
Such stipulations set he, so such sport ensued:

There were two twins, trav'ling Australia.
Thy've seen flowers, like the azalea.
In Coff's Harbour to
See a kangaroo
And such other paraphernalia.

One sunny day, they went to the beach;
Golden sand, as far as sight could reach.
The tide was now low,
So swimming they go.
Their own way with the waves they had each.

In the waves, being tossed to and fro,
How high the tide was, they did not know.
The shore was behind,
The tide out of mind.
But the swells had now begun to grow.

Back on shore in the warmth of the sand,
In when to leave, the tide had a hand.
The water rose fast,
Our line it had passed.
The sea I wanted to reprimand.

Our towels and bags were jeopardized,
Still out at sea, he is terrorized.
Robert now scrambles,
To our place in shambles:
Judgement was now being exercised.

Marissa, throwing, trying to save.
Before there appeared another wave!
The camera was down,
The phone could have drowned.
But none was lost,  because she was brave.

So now you can see, our time had come.
Too long at the beach can make you dumb.
"Crisis averted,"
We both asserted.
Thus is the hard life of the beach bum.

So you see, such stories are stirring when set  in stanza. With effort, every exposition is exciting. I pray you percieve the planned point, and my parody and perversion of prose doesn't put you away privily to our postings. Keep coming, and correlate your conjectures as comments. We are alive and active, and additional adventures of Australia await the avid admirer.

(PS. It's now nearly noon. Nevertheless, Robert is naturally still napping.)