Lunkers Poems - Poems about Lunkers

...They arrived in rusted cars and ancient trucks slugged blue collar champagne from coffee mugs playing one eyed poker with calloused hands laughing like jackals -cussing like burning crabs. Th......

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...Longing for a Lunker When I was but a lad Butch and I would fish. In any stream or river To catch a “lunker” was our wish. As we reached our teens Our angling skills we honed. But still ou......

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...'Twas April Fourteenth, Seventy-Eight. Lest any should repudiate what on this very special date the two of them were doin', Let's for a moment contemplate their entry to the grand estate, the......

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