| I have to read a poem in my communication class. IF someone has a wakeboarding peom or knows where i can find one could you help me out thanks.
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| There was a post up on here a while back, wasnt a poem but a remix of Sir Mix A Lot " I like Big Butts" to "I Like Big Wakes" = ) ~~
Ill see if I can find it..
Lzy
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| None that I know for wake boarding, but I've always liked Robert Service and his poems of the pacific northwest. A lot of his work is pretty funny stuff. One of his most recognized works is the Cremation of Sam McGee. Take a look at the link, maybe you'll like it.
http://www.wordfocus.com/wordactcremation.html
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| wake boarding, by Alexandra Towers
Angry River so unchallenged
until I annihilate your masculinity
Slicing through
perfect currents
Defying the dominance
shredding the skin
My machine knows no hesitation
Laughing as i catapult
above your vindictive ways
soaring with the
eagle
picking out my prey
conquering
you as i ride away
Wakeboard Comp, by Britt
Out at the competition,
1st place was my biggest mission.
I studied the other riders tricks,
I saw a few wicked flips..
I knew I had no chance.
I still went out and tried my best.
I got compliments from all the rest.
Kept on trying for years to come,
and now im finally # 1!!
Thanks so ambition,
I completed my mission.
And now im # 1!!
My Old Wakeboard, by M-RJ.
One day I went to a wakeboarding store called Haunted's,
They had a wakeboard that I really wanted,
But the cost was truly haunted.
I was really bored,
So I asked my mom for a new board,
She said go pray to the Lord.
I changed into some jeans,
Then ate some jellybeans,
Meanwhile listening to some Billy Jean.
When I was finished being bored
Once again I looked at my old Wakeboard,
And said oh Lord.
I went to ask my Dad for some money,
And he said maybe later honey,
He followed by saying he wasn't made of money.
I got a summer job,
Over at Crazy Bob's,
They sell corn on the cob.
After a couple of weeks of saving up my money,
My Dad said great job honey,
Then he counted my money.
I now have enough money for the wakeboard,
So I went over to the Wakeboard store,
And looked at the board.
I bought the Wakeboard,
Now I am not bored,
And I thank the Lord.
Wake Contest, by J.B.
the water was calm
the boat was running
the crowd was roaring
as i put on my bindings
i began to get nervous
as i looked around
i yelled to the driver
i was ready to begin
the crowds went silent
i started my first trick
as the competition began
i landed perfectly
the rest of the competition went well
i landed my 360 perfectly
the competition was over
the judges had made their decision
i found out later...
that i got 1st place!
Spontaneous Pop, by billi
Flip, take a trip, pop up to the sky.
Mobius, 720, Hoochie up high.
Grab 'er slob, nose bone, poke 'er out too.
Style and originality, face plant, deep blue.
Braint fart, no nice, bummer dude, you blew.
You tight on the board, loose, chill, have a brew.
Watch Dick go huge, and Jane fly high.
Be flimsy like a noodle, a wobbly from Shanghai.
Original taste, like licorice or jelly, wear a vest buddy
Or you'll smack your beer belly.
Dock slide, butter slide, grind it like Betty.
Barney you stink, check out Fat Freddy.
Now rest all your bones and chill by the beach.
Tomorrow by 10 Pop, pop out of reach.
Need a Pull, by Ryan Williams
Sunday Late afternoon
Got out of Bed
There was a lot of druel
My face was red
I had something to prove
I grabbed my hat
Wakeboard too
went to the dock
and waited for the crew
I was so excited to start off the day
when i didn't realize
I forgot to tuck something away
You can only imagine what i'm talking about
so i went inside and rubbed one out
The guys called me a punk
but i can't help it
I haven't had any for months
http://www.stokecity.ca/poetry.shtml
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| Roses are red
Violets are blue
I like to wakeboard
and I hope you do to! 
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| Here's one of mine
Ode to wakeboarding.
A tear rolls down my cheek
For passed is another week,
Calm waters I do seek
For warmth is a slow leak
I want to lie my head down
But the time is not now
So instead I wonder how
I may go without a frown
Waking up in the morning
Another day that is boring
Have to picture myself soaring
To stop me from snoring
Now I'm flying high
Reaching high for the sky
No way I'm going to die
Only kiss it if I try
Ripping up calm waters
Today just might be the last day that it's hotter
So i hit and I slaughter
Use it up like a sotter
So here I am inverted
Landing blind reverted
From a life I have converted
To one where flips and spins are perverted
So my life is truly changed
I'd go as far as rearanged
I now command a stage
But the weather is my gauge
So until the sky or sun sets
I'll keep up my bet
That cool waters won't let...
Me stop from getting wet!
Jeffrey Brian Blanchard
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| Gliding up the fork and cruisin' down the river,
When the sun goes down you're gonna feel the shiver;
So grab some extra socks while I bump the dock,
Cause around these parts we yell f**k the clock.
We got plenty of time - down the river let's wind,
I'm about to bust some sh*t,
I've had this trick on my mind…
I lean up slow then I throw back hard,
The next thing you know I'm up a few yards.
The sun's red hot but Chili’s coolin’ my mind,
And like I said before we got plenty of time.
Wipe the sweat off my brow - take a dive off the bow,
Get tossed a Corona lime and now I feel Sublime.
I lean up slow then I throw back hard,
The next thing you know I'm up a few yards.
I'm gonna kick some ass if these tubers f**k up my glass,
But either way I'm just having a blast;
Because I just filled a glass with a few ice cubes,
And some Malibu – whoo hoo!
When it’s time to dine - a little cove we’ll find,
Cause we just need a little time to unwind.
Just sitting back sharing tons of laughs,
Enjoying the scenery and let the wind pass.
Who could of known that this could be so fun,
I just never want the day to be done.
Roll up a blunt and eat some lunch,
Have some chicken fried and I’m ready for my next ride.
The sun’s going down and it’s crowded at the dock,
We could care less, don’t even own a clock.
What this means to us is the sound of play,
Cause we could easily do this sh*t all day.
It all comes back to your family and friends,
Out in the sun soaking up the fun.
And when the day's done we’ll be waiting for dawn,
Cause then it’ll be time just to do it again.
All you really need is a flag and some friends,
Sharing the laughs and miles of glass.
What better way to let the time pass,
Cause everyone knows this sh*t’s a blast.
Song lyrics written by my daughter
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| My favorite food is a nice juicy steak...God, do ya think I will ever go wake to wake?
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| Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
The delta water may be great,
But sometimes it smells like doo-doo.
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