Gone Fishin'

Gone Fishin'

A Poem by lizc0123

I'm a tough ol' bird,

gonna fly the coop.

 

I'm a dashing Kingfisher,

gonna get the scoop.

 

You can see me soar,

starin' at my tail.

 

With my giant mast,

you can watch me sail.

 

Out into the deep,

cross the distant sea.

 

On a tropical isle,

that is where I'll be.

 

If you ask for me,

call me Cap'n Jack.

 

Shouldn't look too long,

cause I leave no tracks.

© 2011 lizc0123


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Added on August 25, 2011
Last Updated on August 26, 2011