- by Jon Moore
It is fall
Crispy calls
On the bay
Surfer’s stay
Make a wave
Tilt the bowl
Campers crawl
Out of the small
Camping spots
There aren’t a lot
Of hidden caves
To hide a cot
Day in day out
Beach is bed
Downtown hangouts
The place to get fed
And we’re off
One-quarter left
Of two-thousand nine
Now play out the rest
Right here today, on the Bo Bay
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