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The Final Cast
It doesn't matter whether, the weather's foul or fine,
What better way to spend the day than with a rod and line,
You'll need the patience of a Saint and a wiggly worm for bait,
Then sit and stare at the float out there,
And wait, and wait, and wait.
The day drifts by, you've had your lunch and not a fish in sight,
But still you sit and sit quite still just hoping for a bite,
With any luck you'll catch a roach, or rudd, or tench, or bream,
But otherwise, well, just sit back and dream and dream and dream.
But now it's dark, your time is up, you've made ...