Michael Phelps

Teach your children to swim

Because one day Michael Phelps will be king

Times are changing, changing fast

My fingers slip as I try to grip and grass

The rivers smell, the fish grow tall

Mr. Phelps he owns it all

Our huge backed king

The choirs sing

The children sing

Marco Polo

Cars feel nostalgic

guppies get elected, swollen gils

filled with priest's signet rings

shanty towns on stilts

Worn out worms our only meats

Wear your grade 7 badges with pride

Rising tides, rising tides

I wanna swim all day

I wanna swim all night