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Summer Day Fishing With Family

The joy of a carefree day of fishing is expressed in this poem.

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Tackle Box And Tangles

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Published: February 2006

We'll grab our tackle boxes and head down the hill
Hoping today will be a big deal.
Let's wish for no tangles in our lines.
We all must be back by dinner time.

The cattails are tall.
The waters are deep.
All of the fish are fast asleep.

The little ones gather around the pond.
All six of them have been fishing since dawn.
They're only wishing if we had a magic wand,
Said the little girl that was so blonde,
We'll cast the rod side by side,
Stir up the water so the fish cannot hide.

We'll take the poles and reel them in,
Cast them out again and again.
We'll toss them in a net and we'll really try not to get wet.

Mom will mix up the batter and stick the fish on a platter.
We'll eat till our bellies get fatter.
It's time for bed, we'll check our heads.
No ticks or fleas, and mom is happy as can be.

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