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Fish and Hook

I've gone out to the waters Many times ever since I hit sixteen I went out hoping to get fish And in this few years, I've had good catches With my small hook I've been able to trap big fish Fishes only thought to be in the deep sea A surprise cause I only wade shallow waters Where my dangling feet can easily play in I'm not a good swimmer yet That's why I've not gone to the deep sea Plus it's not like my hook doesn't get fish That's why I'm still okay treading familiar waters I'm a good fisherman however For I stick to the same waters, long enough to know its depth Floating long enough before I sink in I've always prepared bait on my own Cause I only trust my hands to do the job For it's a family secret held deep within my tradition That's why they wonder how every time I come back with a catch The PO£T

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