Cache Creek - Yolo, CA 1995
Saving Eddie,
When Eddie popped out of the boat,
The Kevlar whitewater yellow raft,
I was trying to hang on to him,
He was at least 300 lbs.
And most surely couldn't swim.
It was the last float of the Summer,
About 4 inches deep in the spots where gravel
Peering above and below,
I had Dustin the wiry kid,
And Ken, the Viking.
They didn't know how to swim,
But stayed on the boat,
After I hoisted him up by,
His life jacket,
We went back to the yellow bus and headed for pizza.
When Eddie popped out of the boat,
The Kevlar whitewater yellow raft,
I was trying to hang on to him,
He was at least 300 lbs.
And most surely couldn't swim.
It was the last float of the Summer,
About 4 inches deep in the spots where gravel
Peering above and below,
I had Dustin the wiry kid,
And Ken, the Viking.
They didn't know how to swim,
But stayed on the boat,
After I hoisted him up by,
His life jacket,
We went back to the yellow bus and headed for pizza.
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