Susie and I found a spot by the pool
we thought we looked sexy and cool
in our polka-dotted two-piece
slathering Coppertone in every crease
of knee and elbow before we tipped-toed
in the cold water, giggled and squealed – code
for “look at us, boys” as we tried hard
to capture the eye of the life guard.
But, he wasn’t interested in two little girls.
We swam and played, the water a whorl
with our activity and fun then – that darn whistle
and we looked at him in withering dismissal,
and haughtily trudged to our towel
squawking and fussing like two guinea fowl.
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