The Fishing Net
Finally he has gone to fish
With a nylon net
Since unskilled he is
Anyhow has set the net,
But, o! he alone has caught
All the fishes
No a single one in the pond
For them, you or us,
Modern devises are so accurate
To finish things at once
Beings also face same fate
Here, there always.
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