floatation device

Hot dogs in a brook
Then I became shook,
I jumped into a pond
And feared with despond.
I swam in the ocean
With a special potion
Water in a bottle
Go hit the ship's throttle,
And squash a bottle
Like a infant turtle.
My skin sloughs off
My head pops
My eyes bleed
This boiling soup is my final place
I resign myself from the great rat race