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This may sound a tad bit strange But I can promise you it's true It all took place in the fishing town Of Pleasant Valley one sunny afternoon All of the sudden fishing line started popping Out of the lake onto the shore Not one or two lines, expect as you might But lines tossed out by the score Each and everyone had items attached Some candy bars while others had cans of beer There were even a few diamond rings The kind the ladies love to wear People in surrounding towns soon heard about All the hub bub down at Pleasant Valley Lake They all jumped in their cars and like shooting stars Shot out across the state They arrived there in time to each grab a line And give that line a slight tug Realizing to late, dragged into the lake Rub a Dub Dub straight into the tub Just as quick as this whale of a tale got started All the fishing lines were drawn away The only ones left were the few who got tossed back Because the fish had reached their limit that day
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 7:30 AM UTC
Gone Fishing (a whale of a tale)
This may sound a tad bit strange But I can promise you it's true It all took place in the fishing town Of Pleasant Valley one sunny afternoon All of the sudden fishing line started popping Out of the lake onto the shore Not one or two lines, expect as you might But lines tossed out by the score Each and everyone had items attached Some candy bars while others had cans of beer There were even a few diamond rings The kind the ladies love to wear People in surrounding towns soon heard about All the hub bub down at Pleasant Valley Lake They all jumped in their cars and like shooting stars Shot out across the state They arrived there in time to each grab a line And give that line a slight tug Realizing to late, dragged into the lake Rub a Dub Dub straight into the tub Just as quick as this whale of a tale got started All the fishing lines were drawn away The only ones left were the few who got tossed back Because the fish had reached their limit that day
mike-hauser
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 7:30 AM UTC
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