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4d
Surfing the world
On a nuclear bomb,
With elegant style
Panache and aplomb.
Around and around
Undecided where to stop
Like the grand master
In a circus big top.
Entertaining the masses
With laughter and fear,
Hip hip hooray
Who let out a big cheer.
Every so often when losing
One’s grip please
don’t get your ****
Stuck in your zip.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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   ImosyrroS
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