Dreams All At Sea

I set my snares in sea of dreams to catch my share of dreams in common. I'm waiting, killing time playing cards with the trawler men, who are much better at cards than me. I wait to see the dreams wiggle in the nets, like bats, birds and fishes. Which one will come to me? How many will I get? Will I throw the tiddlers back? Or will I keep them hidden, lest the other dream fishers dob me in, to the trawler men for nabbing daydream naps. I'm all at sea, in sea of dreams waiting for the catch.