Tonight the blogger swam his stress away,
Every stroke took something from his heart,
The strokes of stress impounded last two weeks on,
Take and exchange stroke for stroke,
A stroke pounded soulfully into the water,
The element of essence and pureness,
A stroke of spirit punched a stroke of stress,
Olympic size pool to and fro is one lap,
One hundred fifty strokes each lap times twenty-five laps,
Punched away three thousands seven hundred fifty strokes of annoyance,
It is great a swim would squirt after squirt,
Chuckled, chuckled diminutive blogger,
Of grabbing strokes of sizable spirit,
Swimming two point five kilometers was great,
Washed away all the stress helped rein themselves in.
Chuckle chuckle!

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