Ghosts Fish too!

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Ghosts fish too

Fish tales are usually exaggerated
but I will try and hold true to the facts,

"the day we made an inner tube, our raft."

Back when camping was an excuse to be together
during any kind of weather
the rainy ones were more of an excuse
to hold you for hours.

I had the urge
to do more than lay on you and purge
so I went fishing and you wanted to go this time
I said, "Great ... fine,
let's go," and away we went.

Two lovers in two inner tubes with two fishing poles
having to much fun
I don't know how many casts it took
maybe "TWO"
before you caught your inner tube.

It sprung a leak and started to seep
till it was you and me on 'my' inner tube
but we had a ton of fun on the little one.

I got to use 'Georges' very very ...
I could not write enough 'verys'
to tell how very expensive his fishing pole was
that was worth the trip just to cast
so we headed back.

We both paddled
while I tossed a few more casts
just for laughs
with your Lil fishing pole,
and "WOOH"

I got a bite,
pulling fighting,
bent that little pole
like I had a whale,
by the tail
and it was caught

"Get the net,"
I yelled and you reached around
and got the net and we bagged an eight pound bass
on two pound mono filament line
in One inner tube ...together

We started to paddle back
when we realized we sprung a leak
"Get the gear together," I said as I slipped into the water
"Where's George's fishing pole?" You asked.
I had a Heart attack, "What?"

Obviously when we caught the 8 lb bass
George wanted to go fishing
and he got his fishing pole back.
I can only assume; Ghosts fish too!
I paddled us to shore and those are the fishing tale...facts!
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LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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A fine little spiel ~ a fun, lazy time together - want to lay back and have some fun too!

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
such unique real

visuals...can only help but,,,say yes...I liked it...blue