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