Fishing

by Elizabeth   Jan 26, 2004


Awaken at the crack of dawn
Its beyond me
He wants to catch the big one
I just cant see
What is it about fishing
I try to listen
Must be something i am missing
Its a mans sport
I just cant understand
But after all i am not a man
To me its boring
I do have to smile
Cause every time
He catches a fish
Eating them is pure bliss

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