Deception's Reception - A Fishing Story Poem by James B. Earley

My Uncle Roscoe...
A jack-leg preacher
As a child of seven....
My first spiritual teacher

He took me fishing
Upon Cache Creek
His ambitions strong...
Skills..somewhat weak

After....all day fishing
...No fish was caught
So from a nearby fisherman
..A large fish he bought

Highly praised...indeed
...When we got back home
Perhaps otherwise
...Had they known

After....all day fishing
....No fish we caught...
But from another fisherman
...Our fish...was bought