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A Fisherman
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines]
There goes the fisherman,
With his loved net,
And the boat so that he can,
Catch bounteous fish before the sunset.
He wishes for a friendly river,
For a lucky day,
The wind to be in his favour,
Like the sun’s ray.
Each day waits like the passengers at station his family,
Praying for his life, praying for his safety.
