i used to be a surfer, until i got a cramp.
i used to play guitar, till loz blew up my amp.
someone said try windsurfing,i said thats for me.
so i headed of to safety bay to join the fraternity.
a helpful bunch of salty dogs , the likes you'll never see.
a crazy sense of humour, on the beach for all to see.
you've got your go fast , your loopers , your freestyle tricksters too.
your trendys, your kooks and all the kiteys too.
you gotta love the bay, you know it is the best.
load up the van,and get on down,to where the action is.
why do some ridicule it[}:)] ,they havent got a clue.
try sailing in the river , you'll end up crook with flu.
don't get me wrong i tell ya, any waterway will do,
but when you've tasted safety bay,nothin else will do.
so go pull on ya wetti,and bring along a beer,to mick and loz and all the boys,i'll tell ya ,so you'll hear.
come on down this summer, and have a dam good year.
[ attention; no brain cells were harmed in the writing of this poem ]
[:D
