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May 2010
standing on the beach fishing rod in hand
casting out the line out in to the sand
waiting for a bite from some hungry fish
then i can take him home for a tasty dish
when i finished eating ill think about my day
an think about my fishing as i sleep away
Written by
william worthless
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