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Mar 2014
To fish, I'd sit in the front of the boat.
On a cushion that my dad said would float...

I'd grab a worm, and bait the hook.
And then sit back to read a book...

But first I'd tie that line on my toe,
and when that fish bit, I would know...

I use to catch quite a few
How many, only me and dad knew...

An after noon of fishing and sitting in the sun
sounds kind of dull, but it was always fun...

by ~ Judy
I also caught the worms that we fished with...I was about 8 or 9 at the time.
Written by
Judypatooote  ohio
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