The Art of Not Being Caught
They threw the hook
Knowing the fish would have to look
They were right, he took a look
They reeled him in for something to cook
Little did they know there was no hook
For the fish was as clever as a book
He untied the bait from the hook
And swam away, better saviour than crook
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