Oh how I love the way you sit in my hand
As I reel you in as I stand
Only I know what you can truly withstand
I think of you as my lucky charm
But because of you I can't feel my arm
Sometimes I wonder if this will do any harm

Oh how much I love my white rod and reel
I wonder if you might catch my next meal
If you don’t it's not a big deal
You're probably not the one to blame
I must have been treating it too much like a game
I would never put you over a flame
For this would be a shame
To your name

Oh how much I love your bait bar and spool
When you backlash you make me look like a fool
But it's all cool
I can fix you up quick with my handy tool
Oh how I love my rod and reel