A strange day of fishing |
As some bubbles ascended to the surface 1 With torridity, I gripped the gaff And forgot about my companion Yes! I caught a fish at last Letting out a copacetic hosanna 5 I imagined the size of the catch Is it pint or large? In extreme exitement I pulled the rope As slowly as possible To delay my hard fought exitement 10 My mind is already frolicking I was dumbfounded on seeing my catch I just fished out a bottle of beer Annoyed at my impecunious achievement I spit on the water 15 To further my vexation I noticed or didn't notice That my beer can is missing But my catch is not a can The transformation is evident 20 So are the bubbles With a careful glance I hold it In disbelief and fear I jerked it Something was in it A creepy litle thing 25 I tilted the bottle It is struck It has ten legs I spit the hook for good luck The bait is still wriggling 30 Its good. Will attract fishes Oh Kela..what is this? I caught a fish It cried "please leave me" I said I'm hungry 35 "Leave me and I'll return your beer can" I was exited but I burried it "Ok" I said "Look on your left" I noticed an unopened can 40 I wanted to thank the fish But it disappeared I am elated I took the can I arrived in my dingy hut 45 Broke the bottle and found a crab. I'll enjoy a beer with an uncooked crab But I had laid the gaff and baited it with a dead worm I have been duped The can is a cold drink gone hot 50 But I enjoyed the crab I'll have my revenge someday. |