Catfish
Stalking the riverbed whiskering away!
A red-tailed catfish, and, it ain't out to play!
The electric catfish can light up one's day,
Eat it fresh caught, their better that way.
The cuckoo catfish is clever, I'd say,
In mouthbrooder clutches its eggs it will lay!
There is a croaking catfish, indeed I do say.
If you catch it you'll hear it, well you may?
Then there is the Well's, a lot of anglers will pay.
This catfish is big, over 500lbs it can weigh.
They call it sport, as it battles to hold them at bay,
"For four hours" the angler brags, "I had to play".
The bristle nose catfish purrs, did I say?
If I did, it was my jokeink, it led me astray.
5/13/18
Catfish Poetry Contest sponsored by Catie Linsey
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