Poem -

Fish Supper

Teach a Man to Fish

Hurry, be quick lad whilst
the tide
is still out and not looking ..
Be sure
to note all of them empty
old worm-casts ..
Each one of em laying bone idle
out yonder ..
Then fix a point lad, tween
horizon and tip
of the mast, of Yours Truly ..
And when
she returns, place your
hook-bait,
your trace and lead sinker
tightly, but ever so
lightly o’er that very same
spot where
them old empty worm casts
were spied ..
And when we are done son,
we shall both
and ya ma son, each dine on
bass, sole and codling
for breakfast, dinner and supper
then hunger no more ..

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