Skinny Dipping
  © By Grady L. Duncan 
9/14/00
In the hot summer time,

To our old swimming hole we'd run,

Trying to find relief,

From the merciless summer sun.
Down at Piney Creek,

Nestled in the shade,

We were in Hog Heaven,

As we joyfully played.
There was no shame,

We were all in style,

As we would swim,

Dressed only in a smile.
High banks of wet clay,

We used as a slide,

Never once displaying,

Any semblance of pride.
The frogs, the fishes and snakes,

Would finally leave,

The water so muddy,

That they couldn't breath.
Our clothes, on the bank,

All turned wrong side out.

Then someone would notice,

And let out a shout,
"The Girls are coming !"

That really wasn't good.

We'd all grab our clothes,

and hightail it for the woods.
If you haven't been there,

I'll tell you for a fact,

It's misery to run,

With sand in your crack.
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