Fisherman Sketching a Canary

There was a fisherman needing a buzz Full of hairy looking fuzz Watching a canary do what he does Using his noodle Fisherman started to doodle On a canvas for what it’s worth Being independent reflecting an American image on the fourth A statement he did make Relaxing dockside on a break Sketching away Knowing there was no pay Just the joy Flirting with the scribbling toy Designing simple lines Wasting nobody’s time Done quick Holding a ball point BIC Pictures come alive Minutes to complete counted five Never really noticing Canary statuesque on the wooden posting Being the muse Fisherman did choose Song bird could not refuse An artist and his dues “I came looking to fish Sautee it in a creative dish Instead a canary caught my eye And no sea food is going to be fried” Then a wind came along Clock tower speaking four bongs Watching the canary fly Fisherman bided the vision good-bye “Off to tea my good friend I will see you sometime when” With the hour getting dark Fisherman packed headed to where he parked A good day indeed No hooks did bleed Killing the live bait During this peaceful date Where one sits around and waits Arriving home Wife on the phone She asking About his multi-tasking “Catch anything?” “Just a few pounds and I feel like a king Sold a canary drawing To the pub where all they do is crawling Presented me a complementary stew Enough to take home to you”