Cute Old Codger Poem by Ima Ryma

Cute old codger, I look the part,
So use this fact in a sly way.
Got fishing down to a fine art
To get others to want to pay.
Outside my fav'rite bar I sit
With a stick and a piece of string.
Over a puddle I wave it,
Hopefully a sight that will bring
Passersby over who do think
What cute old codger I do be,
And offer to buy me a drink,
Which of course is just fine with me.

I do love fishing by this bar.
Twelve passersby I've caught so far.