#550 – Going Fishing

Going Fishing
If he’d remembered to bring a snack, he could have used that for bait. Poor planning, I say.

Going Fishing

I wanted to go fishing
I knew the perfect place.
I brought my boat and paddle
and life vest just in case.

I brought three kinds of sunscreen
a multitude of hooks
(in case the fish weren’t biting,
I also brought some books).

I packed my poles and bobbers,
umbrella, and a map,
a net, some line, a stringer,
and lucky fishing cap.

I wanted to go fishing
but fishing’s not so great
when you’ve brought all you’ve needed
except, alas, some bait.

Thursdays are dog days!