A Saltburn Poem

Oh, I wish I was up in old Saltburn

With its pier, golden sands and the sea

It all looks so lively and lovely

And is just where I would like to be 

The beach is so long and inviting

The cliffs so dramatic and bold

The Zetland Hotel so commanding

Perched high on the hill from times old

The Cliff Lift would take me descending

From hill top to promenade below

Once there I could walk in the sunshine

And all of my troubles would go