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I Fish Like I'M Drunk

I fish like I’m drunk, with the line in the water, 
I fish not knowing a thing,
I fish like I think I know what I do, 
I fish as good as I sing,

And the bait on the hook: who knows if it’s on? 
Maybe the worm ran away,
Maybe the worm wriggled up on the bank, 
And is watching my fishing ballet…

Laughing and giggling, with other worm friends, 
Laughing at my little fish dance,
Looking at the fish avoiding my hook, 
Knowing I haven’t chance.

I fish like I’m drunk when I’m dressed to camp,
I fish with no real idea,
And that is why, after about twenty minutes, 
I decide to open a beer.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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November 23, 2017 at 8:02 PM
A light hearted humorous write Lewis! Hopefully you are not depending on catching a fish for dinner! LOL
Raynes Avatar
November 23, 2017 at 8:40 PM
Well, for the next couple of days I'm going fishing on a river beside a pub..... hopefully some fish but taking cans of baked beans. :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 23, 2017 at 5:48 PM
Lol! Seems reasonable to me :)
Raynes Avatar
November 23, 2017 at 6:41 PM
my fishing attempts always end in just sitting watching a line with a beer
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