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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

You Must n't Swim...

You must n’t swim till you’re six weeks old,
             Or your head will be sunk by your heels;
        And summer gales and Killer Whales
             Are bad for baby seals.
 
 
        Are bad for baby seals, dear rat,
             As bad as bad can be;
        But splash and grow strong,
        And you can’t be wrong,
             Child of the Open Sea!

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