Treasure Island

Jim O'Donnell

(That old my birth certs is expired / Glasgow)

Poachers Moon


The Loch that shimmers in the night
From the full moon that shines so bright
A poacher’s moon that’s what they say
Because in that night you will stay

Down on your hunkers in the grass
You cast right out and here it splash
That maggot dangling in the deep
You hope and pray it’s a big trout’s treat

Your line runs out in a flash
As for your rod you quickly dash
The line pulls tight your rod bends to
One monster fish on the end for you


18 09 2010
Chellaston

Submitted: Thursday, September 23, 2010

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