Inflatable pool
full of dad's hot air
I was three years old
splashin' everywhere
And so began
my love affair
with water
On a river bank
with all my friends
A big old rope
tied to a limb
And you're a big old wuss
if you don't jump in
the water
And when that summer sun
starts to beatin' down
And you don't know what to do
Grab your swimming trunks,
ice up that old Igloo
And drive until the map turns blue
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Hope you enjoyed a brief glimpse into our lake vacation this summer. We had so much fun vacationing with the Flynt side of the family up in MO. Much thanks to Brad Paisley for letting me borrow the lyrics for this post. I chose to use the first half of the song; the latter half is not appropriate for the little ones. Hah! Until our next lake vacation...
Hope you enjoyed a brief glimpse into our lake vacation this summer. We had so much fun vacationing with the Flynt side of the family up in MO. Much thanks to Brad Paisley for letting me borrow the lyrics for this post. I chose to use the first half of the song; the latter half is not appropriate for the little ones. Hah! Until our next lake vacation...
1 comment:
Very Nice. I was wondering about the nice poem. I must not have heard that song. I was admiring the eloquence.
Nice pics too.
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