A Jolly Fisherman

Once there was a really tall, jolly fisherman Who had a slightly crooked nose, named Dan Dan, the ever-Jolly fisherman came from Japan And loved to show off his gigantic left hand that helped him play the cymbals in a jazz band He played cymbals better then anyone in the land And though Dan didn’t have a long attention span He thought up good ideas quick as a laser scan Working one day on his new worm smelling spray can He yelled, “Holy Fish Fry” I need fish for my brand then suddenly he thought of a crazy, zany plan He would crash his cymbals, Oh! So loud and grand And all the fishes would jump right into his frying pan But these little fishes knew how to do the cancan And instead swung over the pan just like Tarzan The fishes then sailed away on their green catamaran Our Jolly fisherman was sad, so wrapped up in an afghan Then ate his way through a whole pie of toasted pecan After which the Jolly fisherman did then demand Fishing with cymbals would forever be on a ban So away he went to the beach with his entire clan To lay on his fishnet towel all snug in the hot seaside sand Telling jokes about fishing while he worked on his tan He laughed and laughed, because he’s Dan, the Jolly Fisherman 9-1-2022 A Jolly Fisherman Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Julia Ward Monorhyme style of rhyme