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May 2016
I'm a little fish with big green eyes
i bit on something that i thought was food but was a lie
i tugged as hard as I could to get the food off the hook
but got it stuck in my mouth and was pulled out of the water
then A nice young lady pulled the hook from my mouth
Held me up to her face and with a smile let me go
now I'm free again and learned my lesson we'll
don't bite the food if it looks like it's on a hook
Michael Hill
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Michael Hill  Powell river
(Powell river)   
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