Fishing
Old Bill had bought a fishing rod
But didn't catch a thing
Then Sam had caught a whopper
On a hook and a piece of string
But Bill say's it's beginners luck
No one is as good as me
So when he cast's his line again
He hooks it on a tree
There is a moral to this story
Don't go fishing
Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2016
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