There was a man who rode a stick, <br />and people thought he must be sick. <br />He would wade out in the waters deep, <br />and say I'll be back, <br />you soon will see. <br />Underneath the sunny skies, <br />and far beyond the viewers eyes. <br />He would wade out in the waters deep, <br />and return standing on his feet. <br />And fast across the waters glide, <br />this was such a big surprise. <br />Most could not believe their eyes, <br />now everybody wants to try. <br />Surfing.<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/surfing-4/
