Wherever I am,
As long as I’m out,
Over the blue waters I go
To catch some trout.
But never after a full moon.
That’s when they have their feasts.
With the moonlight shining over the water,
They eat floating bugs like beasts.
As I look on I see the lake
And realize there’s nothing bluer.
So with a deep breath I prepare my line
And tie on my shiny lure.
I don’t know why
But it’s such a blast.
I start feeling excitement
Every time I cast.
My line is ready
And soon in the water.
The sun’s beating down from the clear blue sky.
It’s getting hotter and hotter!
Waiting and waiting
I try to be patient.
But I’ve been here so long
I feel like I’m ancient!
“Why aren’t the fish biting today?
Should I get new bait and tackle?”
Then all of a sudden I feel a yank!
Excited I yell, “Holy Mackerel!”
I reel in quickly
With all my might!
But this little dude
Can sure put up a fight!
A couple reels later
I manage to pull that sucker ashore.
After seeing how fun catching him was,
I want to catch some more!
But that was earlier on.
It’s nearly dusk now, I have to go.
I give one last look at the shimmering water.
The sunset seems to have a farewell glow.
How fun fishing was today!
I hope to come back very soon!
But of course, like I’ve said before,
NEVER EVER after a full moon.
So good luck to you
And may your life never be dull!
I hope your bait jar is always empty
And your ice chest always full!