Can you wait just a minute?
I have to sprain my ankle
before the swimming coach finds out
I had fake school spirit in the tryout.
I really don’t give a damn if
the Bobcats win or lose, we’re
all a bunch of wet cats anyway.
Sure, I can swim. Better than the rest
of those paddling clowns. I’ll be out
at the lake if I really want to enjoy my time
in the water. Medals don’t float.