The Banker's Yacht
I went fishing last week with a banker
On an impressive one hundred foot yacht
But when I joked and called it a tanker
I fathomed my real big fat mouth was caught
I threw out my line, hooked one, and yanked her
But it snapped my feeble rod like a twig
Although what elevated my rancor
Was that the fish got my favorite jig
Therefore, I tried once again to shank her
With that large hook used to lift bales of hay
But in this case that didn’t help bank her
Coz once again the darn thing got away
So I stuck some bait onto the anchor
And then dropped it into the deep blue sea
But that beast pulled the yacht down and sank her
And that’s the last time that he fished with me.
David Fisher October 1, 2015 Trashed #3, sponsor, Broken Wings
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