His hands were rough
He was strong
His face was dark of complexion
He knew what fish the People liked
He worked hard every day
He spent his day at the SEA
And nights with FRIENDS
They Called Him 'THE GUY WHO LOVED FISHING
HE is None Other Than "Yiankos 'The Fisherman'"
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 7:40 AM UTC
His hands were rough
He was strong
His face was dark of complexion
He knew what fish the People liked
He worked hard every day
He spent his day at the SEA
And nights with FRIENDS
They Called Him 'THE GUY WHO LOVED FISHING
HE is None Other Than "Yiankos 'The Fisherman'"
This was my First poem