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Chevron to Budds Beach the waters gleam,
Brought the kayak along, there's lots to explore.
With fur baby Emma, we’re chasing a dream,
Each time we’re called to its shore.
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The sun sparkles on the rippling tide,
Emma dances the deck, she’s ready to roam,
Plenty of tail wags for her next kayak ride.
Such an experience― a home away from home.
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With Emma, my fur baby, we’re riding the stream,
With changes to my kayak, and good energy here.
Today's journey fills with laughter and cheer,
In the heart of Currumbin, we’ll live out our dream.
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It’s Currumbin Creek fun while paddle boards race,
Perfect here, amongst sand, water, sky.
We added a motor for hastening pace.
"C'mon," wags little Emma, "let's fly".
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Two weeks it took to find the time,
I was puzzled how I’d ever get it done.
Two coats plus rust treatment was fine,
And after toasting, the climb down was fun.
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Susie Lou caught my attention
In polka-dot rust, she's casting a spell.
Life on the water could be such fun
Something's not right― can you tell?
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By the bar at the Grand Hotel,
Stood a group that played Jimmy's music.
Barnes Storm played cover songs pray tell,
I can't really decide what to pick.
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Away from all the hustle and bustle,
You can drop a line― even hop on a boat.
Superb restaurants are a little more subtle,
Labrador at night-time―you have my vote!
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I told Emma her friends could sleep over,
If she let me give her a fur-cut today.
I whispered sweet promises, plus treats I'd deliver,
Only the cheeky monkey wanted to play.
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Time to get the pain tins out,
And climb up over the roof.
A fortnight later without any doubt,
It took me two coats-- the picture is proof.
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