The rainbow trout splashes thru the water,
Worms or grubs wriggle on days that are
cool or hotter! We wait on the bank or on a
dock, Or sit near dams or near the lock!
Patience is a virtue to one devoted, With
bait that wavers, as moves and floats! Perch
or catfish linger and hide, One must be
ready to take dissappointment with an even
stride! If mosquito bites are the only ones
we get, We should not be, too upset! A tug on
the line makes us elated, Knowing our hook
was masterfully baited! A fish fry we will
soon to partake, At this point, this sure
beats potatoes and steak! We will use a
spicy batter, If it burns, too much
it should not matter! 11-29-2005'.
2005 Michael Jeffrey Gale
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