Careful What You Catch
Me and the boys went fishing,
Little dog in tow.
"Charlie Brown" went everywhere
The five of us would go.
We were having lots of fun
Until we hooked our pal.
He swallowed a wad of stink bait
Treble hook and all.
Mama cut the nylon line,
We saw it slip away.
The vet said, "Keep a watching,
It might pass some day."
We followed him for three full days.
He ate a lot of grass.
And then, what do you think we found
Passing from his ass?
Charlie was our buddy.
Our closest, dearest friend.
That treble hook looked just like gold
Passing from his end.
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