Saturday, June 1, 2013

Fishing - A Silly Poem

Today I went fishing down at the river.
 I picked a good spot and cast out my line.
My bobber immediately started to quiver!
My body tensed as I watched for a sign,

That I should pull back and set in the hook,
But then all went still. The line went slack.
I waited then reeled in to take a quick look,
To discover my bait had become a fish snack.

Copyright CM Dixon June 2013