They say they’re big fish
when all I see are smallfry
They say they’re a good catch
when I would throw them back
The one’s I want swim deep.
I’ll just sit and dap
till the sun goes down
and midgies bite
I’d rather see a salmon fly
than take home a fish
that I could fry.
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