Surf's Up

They walk upon the water, and
They dance above the waves.
And from the girls on the beach
Get accolades and raves.

They call their surfboards guns and sticks
And rub on lots of wax..
Then paddle past the breakers, and
Just sit back and relax.

So when a big one's on its way
They race the coming bulk.
Then slash the face and bottom turn
And face the massive hulk.

And then they cut and shoot the tube,
To feel the power there.
From there they pull out on the face,
And rip and shred and tear.

I like to watch the surfers too.
And best of all, no doubt,
Is when the ocean shows her might,
And some poor dude wipes out!