A-s you swim underneath,
G-ladness meets ectasy;
N-ice day sixth of March
E-liminates the mess from the
S-ea.
B-eautiful Monday morn
I-s all that you need;
T-ime to dive and touch
O-ne wonderful
S-eaweed.
D-awn has just broken,
A-s it reaches the zenith;
G-reat feeling fills your heart,
A-s you swim under
N-eath.
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