sails look smaller at ease
sun bathing beauty on deck
glide around for gentle peek
shadow of yellow fin streaking
sushi in my mind, fresh slice
breaks out bait and tackle
salt drying on my skin, thirsty
ice cold bubbly suffice feelings
still in search for bigger bite
spoon will do tricks for me
driven away by roaring jet-ski
aw! this guys grabbing my day
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