The Fisherman
He'd
fished all day
Without any luck
He was tired and hungry
And covered with muck.
When
suddenly a tug
He felt on his line
He started to reel
Oh! This fish felt fine!
His
face held a grin
As he held up his fish
At least 5 pounds!
He'd gotten his wish.
(charlotte anselmo)
(a bad day fishing is better than a good day at work!)
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