Lines about life. That's the concept here.
Ideally there's a beach or a bonfire or a splash of rum involved too.
But I haven't been too picky about that.
“This summer I swam in a public place
And a reservoir to boot
At the latter I was informal
At the former I wore my suit
I wore my swimming suit
This summer I did swan dives
And jack-knives for you all
And once when you weren’t looking
I did a cannon ball
I did a cannon ball
This summer I went swimming
This summer I might have drowned
But I held my breath, I kicked my feet
And moved my arms around
I moved my arms around”
