A Fishing Poem
Careful Little One
Swim away little one
Do not stop and look
That thing hanging on the line
Is Shorty’s fishing hook
I know it looks inviting
But baby you will learn
That you would rather skip a meal
Then bite down on that worm
He is the greatest fisherman
That comes here to the lake
and if you try to tempt him
He’ll just throw in some new bait
He has circle hooks and anglers
Treble hooks with points of three
He has colored hooks and metal hooks
Even hooks that look like me
He doesn’t come here to relax
No napping in the sun
He comes here for the catch
Never leaving with just one
So stay away from those hanging things
Don’t you dare forget
Cause if he lets you slip away
He’ll catch you in his net
04/07/2021
Written for my friend Shorty, the greatest Fisherman I ever knew
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