Uncle Sam will take a fine vacation,
You’ll be able to catch him in the next station.
Taking a bus straight down to the beach,
The best waves he’s trying to reach.
Settled on the northern shore,
Franklin got there days before.
He was too tired of writing a letter,
That moment a surfari sounded better.
George Washington refused himself,
A third time in an oval office with a shelf.
He called Lincoln for a walk in the sand,
A night in the theater his friend wouldn’t stand.
These fellows wanted a country of their own,
A new place to feel as home.
Because without America to stay,
There would be no Beach Boys surfin’ USA.
*** Don't know how or why, but I had the nerve to show my poem to MIke Love!