Riding the waves is his great deed;
'Onda Certa'* is his creed.
Never misses a chance to ride
All those waves, high or low tide.
Loves a good Gene Autry song,
Doesn't mind if you sing along
Been all around this big old world
Raising Old Glory, all unfurled
Or preaching the Gospel at Green Cape
Choosing a lesson stored on tape.
Ever shall he be a great friend to me.
*The Right Wave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, really catchy, would make a great song.