Sitting on the sand with my evening smoke
Watching the surfers at the end of the day
Spotted the prince of the sea gliding alone on the edge
Majestic on his birthday mal in his hibiscus shorts
Brown body and glistening mane
unfettered by suited protection
So different
from the tide of darting penguin wasps surrounding him
Flipping and flopping in the churning tide
‘til they catch a wave
Then these teenage aerialists excel
like acrobats on their little boards
While the sea prince floats languidly in his element
A resplendent ocean liner surrounded by pilot boats
Waiting for a nice big fat one out along the edge
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