bobby beddoe


My First Fishing Trip - Poem by bobby beddoe

Went with dad to Port Isabel to learn to fish,
‘Cause to catch a fish I told him that I did wish.
So to Purdy’s Court fishing pier,
We went with all our fishing-gear.
Yes, that fishing trip with dad I’ll always cherish!

There we were, him giving me casting instruction,
Then he baited my hook with a live crustacean,
I cast out high in the sky.
To catch a big fish to fry,
But instead, caught a sea gull - as consolation!


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  • Rookie - 178 Points Brian Jani (5/17/2014 3:45:00 PM)

    Bobby Nicely layed down.it flows nicely.well done (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 14, 2011


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