Fishing Poem by Mrs. Cynosure

Fishing

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My love for fishing only comes to show when it’s sunny
I grab a pole and a can of warms on the go
If I could fishing is where I’d be from dawn to dusk
Excitement is in the air when I feel a tug
Out pops my pride
And my hearts desire
Gut it clean it
Here I go again

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Amy Ludidi 23 November 2008

lol this so cute..bite dust guys, here goes a fisherman! ! oops fisher-wo-man, nice one miss word

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Mrs. Cynosure

Mrs. Cynosure

Junction City Oregon
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