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Fishing

Don’t you just love the river sound
When you are having a fun time
As you are fishing on the ground
When you feel like you a frozen mime
But when you get that first hit
And you start to grab the net
You start to gain grit
You are no longer in fish debt
You let that one go
You rig your line with more bait
You might catch another one, you never know
To see if you can catch another mate
As you try and try
You get hungry and decide to eat a slice of pie

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