Fishing
I threw my fishing rod into murky waters
And, as you might have guessed, caught a lousy nothing.
But true as that may be, my bait worm was ate
Now I know there is something to catch.
So, I feed the waters to check for action
As I prepare my hook to fetch in the motion.
Now that I've seen, I am keen
To send the hook as I lean,
To go and fetch the good bream.
Copyright © McGregor T Chitawu | Year Posted 2024
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