A Fish Tale(For Thelma) She wasn't really fishing He simply left his line, In all her life she'd never caught A fish on which to dine
She loved to eat them, I'll agree But never had she hooked A fish-Her only talent Was to see that they were cooked
She heard the signal on the line. It called and called, and called So long that finally She became appalled. Suppose he gets away, she thought And running to the shore She saw the monster on the line About ten pounds or more [or less]

Janice Weeks, Chamberlin, Hankins, Rogers
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