Catch of the Day

Catch of the Day


A man,his canoe and without any crew,

Sets out down yonder to oceans clear blue,

Casting his line,with nothing but time,

He hums a tune, then swallows a brew,

But never ever,does he twiddle his thumbs,

One slip of the cast,could lose him the big catch,

Patients and time are the mates of his travel.

Huffing and puffing could loss him his prey

And he's not about to settle for less then a Majesty's Feast.


CLW

10-25-11
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Posted: Oct 2011

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Comments (3)

boyshchrm6
wonderfull comments on the virtue of patience Starlitebrite
thumbs up angel cool grin hug teddybear
itchywitch
nicely said starlite, with all the fish in the sea theres only one good catch wave
lucy777
very nie I enjoyed reading this thanks
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