Wahine Grannie
Flat on her stomach Grannie rode
her adrenalin overflowed
she went in style
with a big smile
into the paddle battle she flowed
The heart of an ancient wahine
she called her personal genie
a goofy foot true
she already knew
she’d forgotten her bikini
Grannie won the right of way
a righteous spot they all say
her stick’s outline
her own design
shaper champion this day
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