Poem about Going Fishing

Gone Fishing

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Drop a line, let’s go fishing!

Large bass is what I’m wishing.

Not only quite good to eat,

But the fight, it can’t be beat!

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Get up early, crack of dawn.

Grab our gear, let out a yawn.

Motor off to fishing spot.

Coffee thermos, nice and hot.

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Cast our lines, let us relax,

Until that bass, our lines tax.

In gentle breeze, quiet, sit.

Then suddenly feel a hit!

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Give a slight jerk to hook, set.

Fight begun, not over yet.

He takes off, on the run.

Let out line, having fun!

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He leaps, wiggles, tries to free

Himself from his misery.

Back and forth, such a fight,

To boat side, such a sight!

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Grab the net, dip in the lake,

Do it right, don’t make mistake.

Telling tale, about this day,

Fish that didn’t get away.

.                  – June Nash

In Michigan, on Saturday, June 9, and Sunday, June 10, 2012, everyone in Michigan – including residents and non-residents – can fish without a license, though all other fishing regulations still apply.

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