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the art of fishing
There I was on the bank,
 then all of the sudden my sinker sank.
 I jumped up and grabbed my fishing pole,
 I reeled it in and my bait was stole.
 
 So I put some more bait on the hook,
 As I hoped I could catch one to go in the record book.
 I could see the steam from my mouth,
 As the sun came up near the south.
 
 Once again my line was out,
 I knew I was gonna get a fish without a doubt.
 I could see the fish coming back,
 I tried reel in my line it had some slack.
 
 Then in two seconds I got a bite,
 That fish was strong he put up a fight.
 I reeled as fast as I could,
 I jerked just like I should.
 
 I finally reeled him in,
 Ouch I said when he poked me with his fin.
 He was 17 inches long,
 And he was really really strong.
 
 I got him mounted on the wall,
 And got ready to go back next fall.

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