Gone huntin series:FishA Poem by Eyudo
Gone huntin’ series: Fish I grabbed my fishin’ pole and went to the fishin’ hole I sat there all day till my line started to sway I yanked and reeled him in it was a bass about 7 in. he opened him mouth and said “I’m Fred your dead you pulled me out from my worm dinner of red I hope you feel stupid you can kiss my bass!” he flipped me in the face and back to the river he raced but he did turn to say, “have a nice day!” ????? © 2008 Eyudo |
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Added on September 17, 2008 AuthorEyudoPainesville, the city of pain....., OHAboutBUY MY WRITING!!! CLICK HERE! well, all yu humans can call me Eyudo (Eye-Yoo-Dough), since not many knows or calls me by my real name, i have to stay mysterious when i can :) infested more..Writing
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