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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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Date: 11/19/2008 12:05:00 PM
well I like this poem, I have tried fishing before its quite fun, Jesus said " come follow me and i will make you fishers of men " this is a great write and thanks for your feed back on my poem on restoration, God bless you from diane
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Date: 11/18/2008 4:01:00 PM
Well James I reckon the Moral here is "One mans whopper is another mans minnow - God bless, MJ
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Date: 11/18/2008 2:35:00 PM
Read its not what you think from me. This is incredible James what you and I would think was great he is accustomed to He must be an excellent fisherman or not modest lol Michael Torres
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Date: 11/17/2008 4:08:00 PM
Oh me too! I love fishing. Usually throw them back though. Wonderful to read you again James. Love, Shar
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