SOME THOUGHTS THOUGHT WHILST HAVIN’ TO BATHE IN A BATH-TUB

I don’t like bathin’ in a bath-tub. Say! It’s no more like a good old swimmin’-hole Where you can dive right in and splash and roll Or anything you please, than work’s like play! Some afternoon of a hot summer day When thou from school and poky things hast stole, Oh, ain’t it good for heart and brain and soul To plunge right in and swim your own sweet way? I pity folks who bathe where they must wear A bathin’-suit! I wouldst have none in mine. Give me a good old shady corner where Nobody’s lookin’. That’s what I call “fine!” And when I bathe in this sawed-off affair, The swimmin’-hole’s the thing for which I pine.