Fishing with Scooby-Do

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Fishing with Scooby-Do

The jig is up
the fishing's down
nine men sitting
all around

I walked up
and said, "How do?"
then began fishing
with my Scooby-do

Knee slappin' laughs
and breathless gasps
as I continued
to reel and cast

"Ain't that for kids"
one bloke bloked
"My young'uns got one"
another joked.

It was two foot long
old, not new
kid color purple
and Scooby-do

Then the pole bent
all eyes were glue
the line jerked more
splashing water strew

"Lucky" they said
till my stringer grew
catching more fish
with my Scooby-do

"What kinda lure
you got there,"
I just smiled
casting thru the air

Ten men fishing
but I was the only one
who caught fish
when the day was done

I went fishing
the very next day
I didn't receive
any wordy play

Every one had
fishing poles new
yep, they was fishing
with Scooby-dos

...and Snoopys too!

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
can one really put

a jig on scooby...u r funny...I prefer exudes meself...watermelon..but,,if scooby works..cool...blue

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
:)

LMAO! Loved it!

WickedEveWickedEveabout 19 years ago
You really...

fish with a scooby pole?

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
LMAO

Cute, my son has a fred flintstone fish pole does that count?

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