I surf on positive attitudes through life,
While I spray the wicked with my venom of love,
They
Trying to take the sunshine of my sun,
Yes
Trying to take the sunshine of my sun,
They throw sand in my rice and salt in my milk,
They try to make rough what is smooth like silk,
Yet my sail is always full of wind as I glide across the sea,
From shore to shore I touch, having no enemies,
But they slip and fall and get smashed like shell,
Reaping the rewards for not wishing a brother well,
So their life line is as thin as a G string,
And their mind is full of muck,
While I live life to the fullest and lay in my banana hammock and rock.
I believe in Karma do you?
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In response to surfer's Challenge friend - enemies = Frienemies
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