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The River Trip Revised

fishing at a river not knowing what he'd catch he casted out his line not hopeing for the best sometimes you get a nibble and sometimes you get a bite but you never know what's on the line until you reel it in for sight fishing at the river not knowing what he'd catch he caught a fish named charlie some say that it's the best she fell for it hook,line, and sinker and surely did'nt resist for all the fishermans trickery he did his very best he'd caught her with his words and suduced her with his rhymes pulled on her emotions tightened up his lines he had to be persistant and hold on don't let loose reeling in his biggest catch gave his ego a boost but when it came to falling in love she'd put him to the test the fisherman was surely happy with hit lastest catch

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Date: 2/26/2012 2:24:00 PM
Now that is a cute one, John. Been many a year since I did this scene but the memories are still there. Thanks for bring them back. also thank you for your kind words on my Christmas poem. God Bless, Cile
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Date: 2/14/2012 5:26:00 PM
I'm glad you used your line(s) and not your rod...I need a butterfly net to catch you, not a fishing one...charlie the shark is circling you, looking for a quick lovebite, don't worry I'm one of those nice friendly ones, not a man-eater...
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Date: 2/13/2012 8:47:00 PM
I like how your compared catching love with fishing. Very unique John love phyl
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Date: 2/11/2012 3:49:00 PM
Enjoyed reading this one..That is one thing I enjoyed about fishing __not knowing what is on the line..soup mail soon.Sara
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