when all at once we saw a crowd
A host of wild swimming folk;
Along the Lake, beneath the trees,
Ten thousand swimming in the breeze.
Wearing wetsuits as their watery coats
And on their backs bright orange tow floats.
(Sorry William, sorry Dorothy).
when all at once we saw a crowd
A host of wild swimming folk;
Along the Lake, beneath the trees,
Ten thousand swimming in the breeze.
Wearing wetsuits as their watery coats
And on their backs bright orange tow floats.
(Sorry William, sorry Dorothy).