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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555536" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>He went Fishing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fishing tackle in tow<br>Hoping for a big catch<br>Jack headed towards <br>The cool clear waters<br>The sea was calm and<br>The sun shone brightly<br>It was the perfect day<br>He readied his gear<br>Fixed the bait with care<br>And lowered his tackle<br>Into the water at the edge<br>Dangling his rod he broke <br>Into song - a fishing ditty<br>That sounded nice and witty<br>But he was awakened soon<br>From his quiet reverie<br>By a huge mass that got <br>Entangled with his gear<br>The rod seemed to bend<br>Under the heavy weight<br>Then he lowered himself <br>To see what it could be<br>And wasn’t he surprised <br>To find an extraordinary<br>Jelly fish looking creature<br>Stuck to his rod which was<br>Stationary, while his bait floated</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He shook the rod violently<br>To rid it of the jelly like intruder<br>But he could not extricate it, left<br>With no choice, he hauled it up<br>Only to find that it was not a fish<br>But something heavy and strange<br>Packed in reams of bubble paper<br>Deciding not to take a chance<br>He called up the local police<br>They too seemed reluctant<br>To unravel the parcel and<br>Display the contents since<br>There was a distinct stench<br>That worsened as they undid<br>Each sheet of the wet packing<br>Finally what was revealed was<br>A complete shock for everyone<br>A dead little baby tied to a stone<br>And drowned in the sea apparently<br>To wipe out any trace of her - this<br>Brought tears to everyone's eyes - <br>How could anyone ever murder<br>A defenceless child and drown her! ! <br>Fortunately a hospital name tag<br>still dangled from the decaying wrist<br>Jack hoped that the perpetrators <br>would be quickly tracked down and<br>Punished for the heinous crime<br>He never went fishing again..........</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sandra+Martyres">Sandra Martyres</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555536" data-title="He went Fishing de Sandra Martyres" data-description="Fishing tackle in tow Hoping for a big catch Jack headed towards The cool clear waters The sea was calm and The sun shone brightly It was the perfect day He readied his gear Fixed the bait with care And lowered his tackle Into the water at the ed..."></div> </div> </div>
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