by Jack   Apr 6, 2021


Outside on the calm lake,

In our boat making a wake.

We cast our fishing lines to catch a fish,

And if we catch one we can make a hardy fish dish.

As we jump into the cold lake,

We hit and the water breaks.

We put on the gas to get some speed,

And the front of the boat leads.


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