It's time for my annual Christmas fishing Poem. A few years ago near Christmas time, I went to one of my favorite lakes to fish and kayak. This particular lake was stocked with "Rainbow Trout" the day before. My goal was to catch a few. Here's a poem that lets you know, just how well the fishing trip went.
Not a fish was stirring not even a carp!
The flys were hung in the tackle box with care, in hopes that a big rainbow would soon be near.
As I paddled out on the lake, there arose such a clatter, I sprang up in my kayak to see what was the matter.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, a just fallen tree near a old whitetail deer.
I found not a fish was stirring, not even a carp, so I paddled my Kayak back to the park.
When I arrived home, fun was had by all, as my wife had just arrived from the mall.