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The Crappie of my Dreams

Poetry By: Tarr

I wait on the shore til i catch some fish.

Submitted:Oct 1, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I sit all day, on the shore of the lake,

Trying to guess, what fish might take,

The minnow is swimming, lonely and free,

Then all of a sudden, I'm filled with glee,

For a giant fish is on the end of my line,

This is the first fish of the day, bout dang time,

I get the fish off my big ole hook,

Just enough time, to give it a look,

Its a 17 inch crappie, that's a big fish,

I put it in the tank, filled with bliss,

I bait my hook again, just in time,

For its not too long, fore there's another fish on my line,

This is the best fishing, I've done in days,

I might just find a way to stay.


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