Verse:
An open beer, the shining sun reflecting off the waves,
belies this peaceful scene--how this one fish behaved.
It should have been the ultimate relaxation technique,
unfortunately for me, I hooked a nightmare--I hooked a freak!
Pre-Chorus:
It has lived for centuries in the murky deep.
When I got a look at it, 'what the beep?'
Verse:
The clock struck midnight when this bitch struck.
I reeled it in, but I wouldn't have, if I known it would suck!
Even now, the thought of this nightmare makes me retch.
Yeah, on my corneas, this bastard from Hell is etched!
Repeat Pre-Chorus:
Chorus:
Don't go trolling in the Sea of Doom,
because it lives down there in its watery room.
If you disregard this heartfelt advice,
hope you can cut the line quick, or you'll pay the price!
Verse:
Has the head of a modern fish, but its body is prehistoric.
Yeah, the head is tiny, but the body's gigantic!
Every single reel could well be your last.
Start the motor, radio for help, and get out of there, fast!
Repeat Pre-Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
End
Submitted: April 02, 2016
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hullabaloo22
I've never been one for fishing. Going by your poem I'm glad - what a catch.
Sun, April 3rd, 2016 6:57pmAuthor
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I'm not a fisherman either, I don't even like the taste much--this is based on when I used to go with my dad as a kid, and peering over the side of the boat--one never knew what horrible creature would come out of the depths--or at least according to my imagination!
Sun, April 3rd, 2016 12:03pm