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Swimming makes me feel lighter, it lifts me up and gives me joy.
I gave it up awhile back, but have no idea why said Mrs. Loy.
Maybe it is because you husband pouts? Her sister-in-law suggested.
Or because when you swim your head clogs up all congested.

Mrs. Loy had to admit she did curb her behavior, so her home not to sully. 
Trying to do whatever she could to please her husband who was a bully.
Her sister-in-law said, “Maybe you could leave the lout and swim with me.”
But Mrs. Loy did not want to trade staying home all day for a life of joy and glee.

Afterall, her days were nice until her husband came home from his job. 
Her weekends and nights were horrible, but she did not want to leave Rob.
She had a job once upon a time and she truly did not want to spend time at work.
Trading for a miserable life she lived with a sullen, pouty, put-down-artist of a jerk.

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