The Swimming Pool
By Grace Pickering, 9 years old

A green rectangle,
Wet and fun,
Five feet deep
Please don’t run.
What a dumb rule,
Don’t run, don’t run
You got to run to dive in cool.
But obey we must,
To gain our Mother’s trust.
Or we’ll sit on a chair,
And see her firm stare.
Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes more,
Oh what an agonizing, humiliating bore.
I guess I should obey,
Or there I must stay,
Just staring at that rectangle night and day.

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