i am again
to hit your alternating baits
as i burst out from waters
to breath fresh,
you keep your
smaller lures
in your weed bag
to slide my attention
for your newest entice
and looking at me again
out of corner of your eye
you put your trap
on your way,
you should know
aggressive walleye
inhale jigs by sucking
and can spit your lure out
faster than
you can eat fresh
and this time
it is better understood
as you talk
your deceptive proverb
to cast your shadows
on my will
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