“Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey.
We had nothing to do and nothing to say.
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
And then there seemed to be nothing beyond,
Daddy fell into the pond!

Alfred Noyes, “Daddy Fell into the Pond”

Nothing but a silly story poem for a fun if gray Friday. 

From a personal note, I have fallen into a pond (or pool) twice, once unwitnessed when I was testing the ice on the semi-frozen turtle pond in front of the Scarsdale Public Library and once to the wild amusement of my then 5-year-old son into a hot tub. Read the poem, laugh along with the children, the gardener, and even the geese. But be sympathetic to the Daddy’s side of the story as well.