I've been fishing here all day,
Many hours here I've spent, I'd say,
Hoping to honor tonight's dinner dish,
With a big ol fat, healthy fish,
With a worm upon my hook,
I caught a soggy book,
A sock, a clock, a boot,
A stuffed poodle, wet but cute,
A tire with a hole,
On the end of my new pole,
A six pack of soda cans,
Nice, though not in my plans,
I only want to catch a fish,
Just one small fish, for this I wish,
Instead I caught a plant,
Cook and eat a plant, I can't,
I cast out my line again,
Slowly reeling it back in,
This time there's nothing on the hook,
No sock, no clock, no fish to cook,
I know they must be there,
In search of food, somewhere,
Again I try, a fish this time?
A bass, a trout, or more lake slime?
An awful lot of trash I've caught,
But a Fish for my Dish, I have not,
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