Just caught a bit of the World Championships, and (as well as Phelps being beaten in the 200m) noticed the fuss over swimsuits: surely, apart from covering their reproductive bits, they can wear whatever they want - wherever they are swimming...
Poem 5 of 230: STATE TO STATE
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From Sydney Town, In uni. break, I drove out west To earnings make Onion picking, On the fields Of Echuca, That year's yields.
After day's work, From Y.H.A., A group of us Would not delay To walk on down To the dirt rim Of the Murray, For a cool swim.
On one such day, I do declare, Some three of us Had a big dare To swim across, From state to state, The wide Murray - I took the bait.
Yes, foolishly, I took the bait - A choice that I Would come to hate, For I almost Did drown that date, Making the swim From state to state.