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Family

04/28/2026 14:58h
When you swim in the surf off Seal Rocks, and your family Sits in the sand Eating potato salad, and the undertow Comes which takes you out away down To loss of breath loss of play and the power of play Holler, say Help, help, help. Hello, they will say, Come back here for some potato salad. It is then that a seventeen-year-old cub Cruising in a helicopter from Antigua, A jackstraw expert speaking only Swedish And remote from this area as a camel, says Look down there, there is somebody drowning. And it is you. You say, yes, yes, And he throws you a line. This is what is called the brotherhood of man.