Kat-Fishin

Down by the river can you picture me here? Fishing pole in hand, sipping on a beer. Life is just sweeter than sweet. Hopefully by night there’ll be a good mess of fish for me to eat. Well my line just went slack, Now something seems to be a bringing it back. Hope it’s a big ole blue cat a taking a bite. He’ll be frying in the frying pan come later tonight. I got my camp all set and a fire a burning low, Cast iron skillet goes with me wherever I go. Got cornmeal and fixings to make it taste right, you know bamm, I call it poww. That was an ole blue cat and I’ve got him cooking right now. Got taters and onions stinking up that ole grease, Sure is good catfish reckon I’d better get me another piece. Sure do wish ya’ll were all here, Got plenty of catfish but you’ll have to bring your own beer. Bring along a fishing pole or two, Bait it up and throw it out is all you need to do. This ole water hole is just plumb full of fish, And cooking over the grill makes it simply delish. I spit on my bait, throw it out, and in a minute or two, I’m reeling in a catfish and betcha you can too.