He Played His Fiddle and Had No Nibbles
he played his fiddle and had no nibbles
he sat impatiently casting his pole
it was so bad he couldn't catch a cold
bait, reel and miss
there were no fish
barkeep says try a different watering hole
connie pachecho
2/10/17
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