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Surf Poem,« on: December 02 2006 21:12:00 »
Do you like my surf poem?-
Surf oooh, the majestic undulating green amber undulating, caressing waves.
Undulating, on the surf, in the green room,
living the spiritual odyssey, riding the spiritual storm, all over the world a global tribal religion,
undulating, dancing on the undulating wave, caressing, silently yet a thunder of undlatingness....
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #1 on: December 02 2006 21:12:00 »
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #2 on: December 03 2006 00:12:00 »
Like to see you write a better surf poem !!!!! Dig ?
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #3 on: December 03 2006 08:12:00 »
there once was a dude named @
went to north shore with his cat
he thought he could try
the wicked banzai
but when he tried to drop in he went splat
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #4 on: December 03 2006 09:12:00 »
I like that last one.
Can you come up with more of those?
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #5 on: December 03 2006 12:12:00 »
Oh hello this poem I made is sooooo evocative of the vibes of surfing.....
oh surf girl,
you looked good in your hoodie,
with hair a gold flowing,
walking on the beach like a dream,
then you snogged some dodgy crusty guy who lives on the beach in a shack,
why not me with my brand new surftech board and my trendy gear from a trendy shop in London......
ooooo woooo noooooo
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #6 on: December 03 2006 16:12:00 »
there once was a boy named cheech
thought hed go surf at the beach
met up with chong
smoked a big bong
so stoned, his bonzer he couldnt reach
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #7 on: December 05 2006 17:12:00 »
hickory dickory dock
the biatch was suckin mycock
the clock struck 2
I shot my goo
hickory dickory dock
RE: Surf Poem,« Reply #9 on: December 06 2006 16:12:00 »
Leprachan, went to
work with nothing on
asked his sec, what to wear
polka dotted underwear
Surf your Lake
Stop staying home
to mastur ate
Your ennoying, and
you anitiate all these
lies we learn to hate
Sur your board, stop
these lies, And for Gods sake
Pick one name and Stop wondering
why, Your whole surf Image is one..
big.... Lie !!!!!!!