The Angler Poem by Cyber Swamy

The Angler



Jolly Ol' Yokel was out to fish,
Sullen, his wife having refused a kiss;

'Twas a bottleful of London Lime he hauled
And drank a bellyful an' guffawed an' told: -

Gad! Forget the wife - 'tis such lemony bliss!

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