I went fishing last night, And once again I never caught anything Except the wind on my face, And the salt spray in my eyes, And the scent of the ocean in my nostrils. I spent nothing apart from a few calories Which I burned up walking over the beach, The sand and the rocks and ****, In that tidal area between sea and land And ended up with another totally free experience Of what it feels like to really be alive, Everyone should go fishing at least once.