Hook, Line and Sinker

Hook, Line and Sinker I went fishing by myself today It is not something I normally do I like to sit by the water’s edge Watching the light reflect off the blue Yes I like the fishing part The hook, line, sinker, bobber and worm And just in case I get a bite I have a grip on the pole that is firm I can’t think of a better thrill Then to see the bobber go down I try to remember all that you said To make that fish land aground But whatever has taken the bait Is not coming in like I thought It has other ideas in mind I can tell you that fish really fought Finally after quite a while The fish gave up the fight I was tired clear to the bone But oh my what a beautiful sight Twenty pounds at least I thought I envisioned catfish filets all around It got it close up to the bank when I heard The most terrible horrible sound I lost my hook line and sinker The sound was the twang of my fishing line The catfish saw me up close and left And destroyed my vision of catfish divine Connie Moore