Mud
We went on a swim trip, to the pond in the woods
With our bathing suit, and sneakers and our hoods
There was about six of us,going into the old VW bug
Not bringing the dog with us, giving him a loving hug
The day was really sunny, without any rain or even snow
How did we know that this day, would make us say ‘oh no’
The 73 bug made it through the road trails, pond here we come
We all excitedly jumped out, and dropped our gear for wet fun
Cold refreshing clear pond water, cooling us off from the land
The mud suddenly pulled her down, I yelled “Take my hand”
No way she screamed at me, as the roots struck her foot like a knife
“I’m not asking you to marry me, I’m trying to save your pretty life”