(photo by Alvise Rabitti) are maple plywood,
barrel I have taken many
but I have never broken.
I had a nice graphic,
was my most
cunt slide but has faded.
am a poet metal
perhaps not very nice but crucial to steer
and then giving the direction.
I do not care
tighten the screw and the rubber does not hold too much shooting,
otherwise not around then.
am a poet of polyurethane
result of a mixture of various components
secret ingredients blended to make me fast and strong, adhering
ball around the ground
possibly slipping only when needed without a club, otherwise
then he feels.
am a poet of sandpaper stuck
adhesive bonding:
without me there's not much to do, and soapstone
servant to do the flip,
who knows me calls me grip.
am a poet wacky, fun and colorful
I thank the surfers who have invented:
sea with no waves to ride
, moreover, does not stay that way
to slip.
if I'll hear more of the beautiful:
'm here, I am the poet Accessibility.
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