Your foot a bloody redI ask in horror "What did you do?"
"I don't know" you said
Were you cut by a shell or a rock
Or bit by a bear or a whale?
"I stepped on something sharp" you said
"While running down the trail"
Come here my boy, I'll patch you up
And send you off for fun
But next time be more careful
And watch out where you run
You stop fussing very quick
And ask me on a whim
"Does my giant bleeding foot
Mean that I can't swim?"
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