Roaring waters, gushing down,
Churning, thrashing, the water pounds.
A pulsing, bubbling white glow
With gushing bright bubbles that quickly flow.
I couldn’t remember it being any hotter
So with a great big SPLASH! I jumped into the foamy
Which seemed like quite a solution,
But there was just too much pollution!
So shaking my head at the magnificent site
And doing my best to be polite
I left in a sorry plight
For what I though to be pure delight
‘Twas just a sorry sight.