we stuck our toes,
in,
he grinned,
playfully batting his eyes,
thumping his bible,
to hymn number,
one-fifty-seven,
nearer my god to thee,
playfully, his eyes, forgiving,
honest,
the water was warm,
almost hot,
soda water, ginger, cider, and pop,
over,
the growing pile of his,
bone collection, covered in
onion, pork, cheddar, and fork,
grinning, welcoming,
gather ye children and swim with gods,
he roared, grinning, wicked,
wicked
teeth, tone-sharpened, white china gleaming,
pearls in his eyes, innocent,
gather, he faltered,
we hesitated,
notes on a rising scale,
bass, baritone, tenor, and castrato,
screaming under the bubbling, churning water,
chums baptized in the high sea's,
he turned his grin,
in, foam and folly,
nature dripping from his smile,
wicked, wicked, innocent,
teeth always praying, grinning,
singing, in the,
after all,
the water was warm,
so,
disciples of the discipline,
we stuck our toes in and,
followed.
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