The Day of the Pool

Well it's Saturday morning and the pool temp is 70 degrees...almost like bath water in the old Soviet Union. I wonder what brother would think of that? Bath water hummmm...

As promised a little song for you

Signing in the Bathtub

I’m singing in the bathtub
Happy once again
Watching all my troubles
Go swimming down the drain

Singing through the soap suds
Life is full of hope, soap
You can sing with feeling
While feeling for the soap

Oh! A ring around the bathtub
It isn’t so nice to see
But a ring around the bathtub
Is a rainbow to me

Reaching for a towel
Ready for a rub
Everybody’s happy
While singing in the tub