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IT'S A DELIGHTFUL DAY TO CATCH FISH

On early Friday evening I get everything ready for a long fishing trip,
having checked out the weather, I'd be ready by Saturday afternoon;
and while driving I'll sing lyrics louder than a happy ****...
my tenor voice wouldn't be muffled by an incoming ship!


The landscape is still wild...you may see a fox running after a wildcat;
aren't the Rockaways a delight to explore before a storm threat?
If there's a spot on the driest rock, I'll stand on it
and start fishing until the blue shore turns dark! 


My poodle barks at kids making the ugliest faces...
thinking they want to attack me and do me harm;
oh, he's very protective of me! Oh, his affection amazes!
I keep on fishing by padding his head with my right arm!


Two hours have passed and I haven't caught any blue fish or squid,
and being so disappointed, I would love to call it quit...
but wait, something is making my fishing pole shake:
if the earth's plates are colliding, there'll be no tender fish on my plate!


Whatever happens, it's a delightful day to catch fish;
would ultra violent sun rays give me a bad sunburn if I used no lotion?
And although I'm bored, I intend to stay longer to fill up my bucket to its rim,
but surprisingly something pulls my long fishing cane down: it's sheer elation! 
  

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Date: 4/30/2014 5:53:00 AM
Very brilliant and enjoyable write on fishing. Congrats on the win, Andrew
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Date: 4/29/2014 5:22:00 PM
Andrew, , It is' an honor to be the first to drop a hello on your winning poem. Congratulations, in Caleb'S "Gone Fishin''" contest. As awesome as they arrive. Thank you for sharing. Take care and have a skillful day *** always~ LINDA"
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