Swimming

I read in a book, a book I trust,

That every single one of us

Me, you, the teacher too,

The man down the road who is eating some stew,

We all are 50 per cent water.

Not to say, to say a lie,

It doesn’t mean that you and I

Splash, walk, splosh and talk,

But that all of our cells, skin, heart and all,

Are made, in part, of moisture.

So, let’s think, think of a way

To cool down on a summer’s day

Hey, yo, why don’t we go

To a swimming pool, sometimes called a Lido

And front crawl through the water?

Which strokes, strokes to swim

Do we know, what do we think?

Doggy paddle, breaststroke, back,

Butterfly and more - just depends what

Way we want to float-a.

And in LA, LA has beaches

Perched upon an ocean that reaches

All the way to Japan! Hey

I guess it would be best

Not to swim all that way, instead

Just to enjoy the water.

We can learn, learn to swim

And sometimes use our water wings

It’s fun, and healthy, that’s for sure

I wonder if that’s all because

We’re all half made of water?