In a little town not known to all
Lives the life of a boy so young
When the rooster crows to wake the sun
Off to the shore he set to sail
The waves roughly smashing on the riverbank
Lighting and thunder echoing in the mid air
Even the fishes was frighten by the day
But on as a fisherman he sailed
Deep down the ocean borders
He set his trap
Hoping to catch a meal or two
But with the waves driving the fishes
He pulled out with only a baby shrimp
On his arrival home
Mama has already prepared the meal so full
So with the little shrimp he had
He went back to the river to let it go
It’s all about fishing.
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a good write!
john+