For the One Couple of Days Contest of Charles Messina
One couple of days, I was hunting for fish out in the woods where the corn is delish. Shot the corn with my arrow; it started to flee. I guess that means no fish fry for me. Those fish are so pretty up in the sky. When I aim my gun, the arrow goes high. I can’t even hit the corn on the cloud, and those fish I keep missing sure need to be ploughed!
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