In my youth, I loved to fish
Fried trout became my favorite dish
But that was long ago.
Now, I don't use fishing hooks
And fish don't give me dirty looks.
Instead, I let the fishies grow.
The fish feel safer in the brooks
Since they're not hassled by my hooks
But still I have my catch in tow
My camera shoots the fish for me
And I go home where people see
The many shots I took for show
The fish and I have better lives
Now we're free from gutting knives
And I don't hook the fish no mo.
(c) 2004 Henry Lefevre
LOL...Thanks for the laugh...
Trixie :)
the fish to have that hook in their mouths...it must
hurt...My sons always put the fish back in the water..
they fish for fun but don't keep the fish...good
poem...I love the last line...LOL...floria