Fishing Lure Scream
A poem..*Fat man Fishing* ... will you read and comment?
While sitting there upon his chair
the fat man drifted...As his lure...
caught upon a rock beneath
the surface dangling there
a snort erupted from his face
he jumped a bit and crash
the chair collapsed beneath his @ss
a leg wedged in his cheeks, displaced
as in a pile he contemplates
he yells and screams I got a bite
and with his line begins to fight,
he never hesitates...
Lake Minnesota gurgles, laughs
a sight this must have been
....alas do you remember when?
the wall eye fish gave him a bath
It still hurts~!
