I thought lets go fishing
fancying a fish pie
or maybe fish and chips
that would do the trick

I set off, rod and bucket
full of worms in my hands
found a good spot to fish
by the rocks on the beach

Patiently I waited for a bite
then my rod dipped and bucked
soon I had four nice whoopers
flapping around in my bucket

Needing to answer call of nature
I slipped in between the trees
alas when I returned I found
one happy pelican looking full

An empty bucket he'd scoffed the lot
I sighed as I chucked a stone
it missed him by a country mile
no fish for supper I had no more worms