Courtesy of the brilliant Leunig – this poem speaks for us all I think
Ode to a Jet-Ski person
Jet-ski person, selfish fink.
May your silly jet-ski sink.
May you hit a pile of rocks,
Oh hoonish summer coastal pox
Noisy smoking dickhead fool,
On your loathsome leisure tool.
Give us all a jolly lark
And sink beside a hungry shark
Scream as in it’s fangs you go
Your last attention-seeking show
While on the beach we all join in
With “three cheers for the dorsal fin”