It was so hot in school I sat an' sweat, An' thought all day how fine a swim would feel. When time was up we didn't wait, you bet, But just raced out here an' began to @3peel!@1 It's fun to hear the little fellers squeal Each time you shove 'em in an' get 'em wet. Once I was skeered when some big boy would steal Close up behind—it kinder skeers me yet! But anyhow I can stay under more Than any boy my size—I do it lots. It's funny—an' I've noticed it before— Down deep the water's warm an' cold in spots. Hi! Hi, there! See those fellers up on shore— They're tyin' all our stockin's into knots! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING NOTES FROM ROBIN HILL by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SLAVE TRADE: VIEW FROM THE MIDDLE PASSAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR |