by MercurySeven |
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His armour bronze, his courage spiked - he's bound to brave this summer quest; his girl ashore, he's fully psyched to dare this daunting ocean test, for, as the surfer glances back, his trail to liquid leads the pack... And, out there, on sapphiric lips, aboard a mount of wax he springs - he's breathless as the ripple rips, unleashing curls of thunder wings; pursuer and pursued, he rides till ecstasy with sea collides. As damsels in bikinis wave these errant men of sun to shore, the scented favours glide to stave the solitude of gallants 'fore they battle surf at sparkling heights to blind the day as summer knights. |
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