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Tempting fate, injury, and even worse, surfers endeavor to harness the waves - a poem. |
| They dress in rubbery, skin-tight wetsuits And with virile, dynamic, buoyant devices, Attempt to cruise surely and at length The slippery, pounding, and mysterious waves Toward the oncoming beach. Coordinating those subliminal, explosive, And daring drives With heartbeats racing and the frigid ocean’s Tantalizing aura impeding their adept and skillful aim, They progressively ride the fluid and forceful waves To near perfection. Love for the outdoors, the beaches, And the vacuous, deadly ocean Leads adventurous and gamely boarders To partake in these dangerous and windswept activities, Surfing the glorious, indomitable waves While ensuring their safety And the safety of fellow, industrious comrades. |