A Jolly Fisherman
Every morning and everyday
With a little hope and play
The fisherman wakes up early morning
When it shines or storming
He makes hooks for the start of day
He takes a nap and that’s okay
The nights he watches and sees
The sunset over the seas
He throws the fishing net
He hopes and prays the trap is set
He counts his counts in time
He then pulls and catches fish sublime
Through the night he does this
This is his work and he is in bliss
The day starts again, sunrise
He comes home with a catch for surprise
He catches different type of fish
The catch makes it on his dish
The extra fish will be sold
He needs the profit not fish that is old
Then the day begins again
As his life continues to make hooks began
Each and every morning with twist and bends
A jolly fisherman who takes naps and the day ends
A Jolly Fisherman
Date: 9/4/2022
Julia Ward
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