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There are so many fish

in so many seas that

thehigh schooling finned 

seem to jump hook

a lot. Time to rev up,

set the sails, just so. Wait

for it. Here it comes. Cool

breezes and sails arc

with fresh distances. 

Time to explore what lies

beyond such small wavelets.

I never meant to sail so close

to the shoals. The shrimp

are happy there, but humans

prefer depths and wonder.

There are so many ways

to toss in the humorous line

to capture a marlin or

a catfish. Silver minnows 

court the ragged shoreline,

otherwise bigger fish

must eat them.

Excuse me, I did not actually 

have the correct fly to ensnare

you or your eye, so I best

go to the well stocked sporting

goods and get quite bigger

spinners with larger hooks.

These worms are not

working out.

Step aboard my little boat.

Find a seat where you

can let your line swing easy.

Taste the salty wind gusts

as they enter your lungs.

Flex, be ready. See him sample

the offering. Wait. Let him

get the hook in deep. Yank,

and reel the sucker in.

Lady A

03-07-13

6:23p

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