a great day,
aided by Mars bars;
out on a lake,
in a small boat,
fishing for all
we were worth.
later,
retiring to a pub
we spoke about
the big-one
who got away -
the big-one
always
gets away!
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Very charming. May you have many great days. Your lines are filled with sunlight. Warm regards, Sandra