
April 4th, 2005, 11:19 PM
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To rhyme to rhyme
Oh what a crime
that I can't rhyme
as artfully as some
I guess the rhyme
will tell with time
Who talks the talk
who walks the walk
A winner to be
a winner to see
It should really be me
On Mon, 4 Apr 2005 08:19:28 -0500, "Charles B. Summers"
sent into the ether:
You two boys,
Can shut your mouth...
Ya aint gotta chance,
down here in the south!
Warren came here,
yes it's true,
somehow knowing
just what to do.
He took the trophies,
he took the cash,
but you won't see him
at our next little bash.
This year is diff'rent
this year is mine!
Surely you'll just be fishing
like you were blind!
"Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers" wrote in
message ...
"alwaysfishking" wrote in message
...
He who sits and wonders why?
winds up fishing "The float n Fly"
Understand these words I write
For you Sir Charles, The fish won't bite
The cold front coming, for sure it's true
What bait to throw? What to do?
So drink some beers and enjoy the feast
It will all be won by the men from NorthEast
Not true, not true,
I venture forth,
This could be won,
By a man from the North!
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Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
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