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Jul 2018
I was watching him from up on high
As he was reeling in a fish So big-
As he reeled it in how he danced
Doing a happy fisherman's type jig-
A biggest wave came out of the blue
And left him standing there in shock-
As wet as wet as a fisherman could be
Like a half drowned **** upon a rock-
He had hooked that big fish dreamed about
But it took off then and swam away-
And thanks to that great big wave
It took his rod and reel upon that day-
He then picked up his fishing box
Yelling hey you'll need this to-
No good of taking half of it ya ==++**
And into the ocean it then he threw-
Stomping back up the rocky *****
And saying things I'd not repeat on here-
He headed off back to his car and yelled
At the fish shop I'll not need that gear-
So if you ever catch the biggest fish
And it has it's own rod and reel on the day-
Just thank your lucky stars my friend
But make sure that it don't just get away-

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Written by
terrence michael sutton  76/M/Philippines
(76/M/Philippines)   
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