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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Fisherman
[time] => 2004-12-14 05:59:49
[hometext] => It's meant to be a song... but I was too lazy to put it to music haha!
[bodytext] => A man once fished in the deep blue sea To see how apt a man he be: The biggest fish that one could net Would sure his reputation set. He sat in a dinghy from dawn till dusk While the nails of his boat quick did rust; But soon a fish he caught indeed, A stalwhopper, a mighty breed! The stalwhopper hung three-foot long, Big enough for many a song. “Too small,” he shook his head, and sighed, And tossed it back to the rising tide. He sat in a dinghy from dawn till dusk While the nails of his boat quick did rust; But soon a fish he caught indeed, A jaggerjaw, a king-sized breed! This fish could scarce fit in his boat— It thrashed and thumped to clear its throat; But though the boat rocked awful, he Just rolled it back into the sea. He sat in a dinghy from dawn till dusk While the nails of his boat quick did rust; But soon a fish he caught indeed, A giant whale, in need of feed! He screamed for help but no one came; The fishes laughed to watch this game; Its jaws stretched wide and swallowed him whole— “Oh fiddlesticks,” wailed the unfortunate soul. He sat in a dinghy from dawn till dusk While the nails of his boat quick did rust; Now never again shall he fish indeed, For a fisherman’s skill must match his greed! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 31 [informant] => wray [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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