I was running around in the ocean,
DARTING after anything moving in the tide,
and just generally frolicking in the shallow water-
my normal morning walk routine-
when I saw an old man floundering out in the waves.
So I ran out,
JUMPED over a wave trying to crash on my head,
and started to paddle out toward him.
(Mind you, I'm not normally much of a swimmer,
I tend to wimp out when the waves start
and it gets too deep for me to stand).
Turns out, he wasn't "floundering"
but SWIMMING.
And he could stand up.
So he got up and started walking out
before I made it to him.
He seemed grateful nonetheless.
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