There was a young lady named Sturkey
Who swam like an overweight turkey
Which was not well advised
For her boat once capsized
And the rest of her story’s quite mirky
Poor Sturkey.:( I can relate with her, because I can’t swim at all.:(
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May 31st, 2007 at 4:18 am
Aww.. that’s why you can relate with her? *hugs*
June 6th, 2007 at 8:20 am
Yeah.:’( I can’t swim to (literally) save my life.
June 9th, 2007 at 7:05 am
Oh
Dont worry, get yourself enrolled in some swimming lesson when you have time.
June 12th, 2007 at 8:57 am
I would love to! My mum tried to teach me how to swim when I was younger but I keep panicking whenever my head’s underwater already.:O