Where's The Catch? Poem by Mary Champion

They say there's lots o' fishes in the deep blue sea,
so how come, when I'm fishing, I can't find no fish for me?
I spin my line and lay my bait,
but all I do is sit and wait.
There's never any fish out there for me.

I've caught a crab, a shoe
and some red herrings too.
I've had a hundred eels or more pulled into view.
But I can't catch a fish
who'll make a tasty dish
and when I'm reeling my catch in to my canoe,
I know that when I look,
at what's caught on my hook,
it's bound to be
some old debris
or nasty squid.
I never hook a fish
who'll make a tasty dish.
There ain't no fishes in the sea
For me.
No Kid!

They say there's lots o' fishes in the deep blue sea,
but I suggest they're liars cos there never seems to be.
I spin my line, I lay my bait,
but all I bloody do is wait.
There's never any fish out there for me.