surfing

The sun rises a new day has begun

I can hear the roar, crash, thunder and pound

With our swimmers, flippers and board, we run

out in the deep blue ocean we'll be found

we are water babies, we love the thrill

We duck, we glide and we fly through the air

We try our hardest, to show off our skills

When we come out, we have sand through our hair 

I'll go home and devour a big big feast

Then off to school I'm ready to go

Our pleasure is over for now at least