Best Fished Poems

We climbed the gate while it was dark 
So no one saw us in the park
We’d leave at eight and we’d be fine
For ‘Mr Keys’ would come at nine

This garden where the roses grew
In memory of people who
Wouldn’t mind that we were there
For where we...

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If the title is suggestive they watch me 
put their name in it they watch me 
the only time they get attention 
the only time they get a mention 
centre stage, run the show, 
watching me because they know 
I shine a light they glow...

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There once was a guy with a trick:
the Florida Man limerick.
But when he got rowing,
the verses stopped flowing
or maybe ‘cuz his wife was sick.

It’s nothing but crickets of late,
and those that he musters ain’t great.
The hooks are sporadic
as fresh-water haddock;
perhaps he should try some new...

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