A Jolly Fisherman

On a chilly winter day Charlie, a fish loving jovial man Walked to the river all the way With worms filled in a can. A long time expert in angling He sat at the edge of the river bank With the legs casually dangling Got alert as the bite indicator sank. With a jerk he pulled the line string Lost the balance and he slipped Fell into the river with a wild swing By the ice cold water he was gripped. He crept frozen on the bank like a fish Thinking in a mental state quite mad For dinner what would be on the dish Charlie, a jolly fisherman was very sad. ______________ September 2, 2022 Contest : A Jolly Fisherman Sponsored by : Julia Ward
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