Gone Fishing

Down in Southern Florida, deep-sea fishing is an easy thing to do;
For marinas have several fishing boats, their captain will rent his to you!
He takes you out for half a day, he provides the rods and all the bait;
My old partner and I both had teenage sons, who said they could not wait!
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So we hired the boat for the next afternoon, two hundred fifty did we pay;
The weather was a bit overcast, with four foot waves that day!
I stopped at the famous “Rascal House”, corned beef sandwiches for lunch;
On the way out to the deeper sea, on them we all did munch!
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The boat was bouncing up and down, each wave lifting it four feet;
Ten minutes after eating, seasickness our sons did greet!
They both ran into the bathroom, and were writhing on the floor;
They puked up all the lunch they ate, and then they puked some more!
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Meanwhile, the captain and I got busy, and caught a few nice fish;
My partner was also green-faced, and had but just one wish!
To take the boat back early, and to get on to solid ground;
No more deep-sea fishing, new land lubbers ever bound!
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                       Went deep-sea fishing
                 But most caught only nausea
                     Life has ups and downs