Man a Fishing
Saw a stranger sitting
by the lake, nice little
pole riding the waves
from the lake, so fine.
He quickly pulls
in his catch, a
big one, I ask
"What did you catch"?
"Oh, just a bass".
He seemed unmoved
by his grand catch,
like he was disappointed,
I would have been
thrilled by it all.
wrote 11-17-08
at crown hill park
Denver Co.
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