Fish Deeper, Says He

Rainy days chill makes me lazy here in my cabin Only croaks of frogs, I hear, singing with no rhythm, Snails crawl on the ground; earthworms are visible in my garden Used them as baits, to the river I went for some fishing. Yet water running from slopes makes the river cold No fish on surface, they swim deep and avoid, I stayed hours while singing 'Raindrops Keeps Fallin' in my Head' But nay, no fish eats my bait; can I just shoot them, instead? Sam said true, "Fish deep, fear not to plunge deep Fulfillment is gained; why not face your fear, Swim and play, water is enticing, dear Water holds fun and lots from it to keep!" I like to catch fish, though I cannot swim deep Neither kill a fish, take off its intestines and gills, Scaling it, cook and eat it in zest I'd prefer catching fish and throw it back, I guess! Hmn...I think I prefer it as a sport than feed Yet I have naughty thoughts as I do the deed, If my man is here, he may join me as we catch some fish Ha ha! Can we make love before we eat the main dish? (Wink) Inner Whispers ***** Date: March 7, 2014 Light Poetry 7th Place win Contest : Gone Fishin' by Caleb Smith