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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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  1. 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

  1. 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...

  1. Date: 2/13/2012 8:47:00 PM

    I like how your compared catching love with fishing. Very unique John love phyl

  1. Date: 2/11/2012 7:39:00 AM

    My husband would love this one He is an avid fishermen, he can read a river like nobody's business, nice write John, much enjoyed your poetry this wintry morning. love,vie