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Hook, Line and Sinker
I went fishing by myself today
It is not something I normally do
I like to sit by the water’s edge
Watching the light reflect off the blue

Yes I like the fishing part
The hook, line, sinker, bobber and worm
And just in case I get a bite
I have a grip on the pole that is firm

I can’t think of a better thrill
Then to see the bobber go down
I try to remember all that you said
To make that fish land aground

But whatever has taken the bait
Is not coming in like I thought
It has other ideas in mind
I can tell you that fish really fought

Finally after quite a while
The fish gave up the fight
I was tired clear to the bone
But oh my what a beautiful sight

Twenty pounds at least I thought
I envisioned catfish filets all around
It got it close up to the bank when I heard 
The most terrible horrible sound

I lost my hook line and sinker
The sound was the twang of my fishing line
The catfish saw me up close and left
And destroyed my vision of catfish divine
Connie Moore

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