He that lets his fish escape, may cast his net often yet never catch it again.
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When I remember the fish
When I remember the fish,
The river longed me to go,
Wriggling and meandering, slippery in this
Imaginary waters of my world,
I become a fish.
When eye sea them eat the fish;
They cast their nets for a random catch, they
Drop their hooks for a strangling pull, then,
I become a fish no more.
When them fail to catch the fish;
As the fish wriggles an escape,
Then eye long to be like one as eye
Wonder whether or not am a fish.
©1998
poem by Akachukwu Chukwuemeka
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My First Fishing Trip
Went with dad to Port Isabel to learn to fish,
‘Cause to catch a fish I told him that I did wish.
So to Purdy’s Court fishing pier,
We went with all our fishing-gear.
Yes, that fishing trip with dad I’ll always cherish!
There we were, him giving me casting instruction,
Then he baited my hook with a live crustacean,
I cast out high in the sky.
To catch a big fish to fry,
But instead, caught a sea gull - as consolation!
poem by Bobby Beddoe
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Lets Go
Upon the buzzer
Ouick on the start-
Lets golets go-lets go!
For its hi-dee-ho-
You know where you want to go-
Dont be a smoe
Get in the show-
Bounce off the backboards
And block that pass
Lets go!-lets go!-lets go!
Grab her by the neck
And throw her down
Lets go!-lets go!lets go!
Ga ga go go goo-
Vou know what vou want to do
Kickem in the shoe
Till your through
Beat it down the path
And catch that early worm
Lets go! lets go! lets goi
Lets go!
song performed by by Devo
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Is it really like fishing?
They say there is many fish in the sea to choose from.
But have you ever gone fishing?
They say do not worry they are like fish you lose one then get a fresh one.
But have you actually gone fishing?
They say you can be picky when fishing your fish.
But have you been in the sea and fished?
They even say some actually smell like fish.
But have you really smelled a fish?
They say there is plenty of fish in the sea.
But have you actually gone and counted the fish in the sea?
They say once you catch that perfect fish, you are bound for a good life.
But have you caught that perfect fish they all speak of?
They say some fish can be beautiful.
But have you seen any beautiful fish?
How can one compare a fish?
They are not alike.
How can one say it is as easy as finding a fish?
It is not a simple task.
How can they say there are so many fish in the sea?
When there are so many fishers who have yet to catch.
Can you really compare life and love to a fish?
The answer is of course not.
You can’t.
Impossible.
Unreal.
Not imaginable.
Unbelievable.
Unrealistic.
A fairy tale.
poem by ReubenJames Rodriguez
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I Loved A Man that Loved to Fish
I loved a man that loved to fish.
He’d go down to the waters and cast his rod like a penny for a wish.
What he thought, whatever what- if he played, I’d love to know
For when he was away fishing his face was a glow.
Wishing away he’d sit all day and night,
Wading his patience against the twilight.
Patience was his tool
He’d tire his fish like the destructive heart of a fool.
With a gentle cast, not too high or low, his shinny fly would lure
Then his fish would run and he’d ignore.
After it was caught he’d throw it back for another man’s game
Or catch it again tomorrow, they were all the same.
I loved a man that loved to fish
And in his shadow I ran waiting to be his wish.
(Bernadette Bridges 9/08)
poem by Bernadette Bridges
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Lucky Catch
Once saw a small boy
Hand line a very large fish
Very lucky boy!
With expensive gear
Fisherman cast very far
Not a single fish
'Boy could barely cast'
Remarked the old fisherman
'Just beginners luck'
True about boy's skills.
Could only cast to the fish
Feeding at his feet
Not just gear or skill
To be lucky in fishing:
Fish where the fish are!
poem by Zen Bojczuk
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Gallant maiden...Lets fish...
Lonely stream, where do you depart with your lover?
Lovely maiden, why do you walk on this lonely stream?
Lovely song brace with echoes...
I fish this stream my lovely maiden...
I can't fish...
Come, lets fish...
If you were this fish...
I will take care of you...
Come, i can't eat this fish...
We caught...
Where my gallant maiden, Where do you live?
You make me question this stream...
You make me guard our departed stream...
Come lets fish...
Lets, start over...
Before, this stream drys out...
Before, we can no longer fish again...
Oh, expire fish i treasure your bone for my lost lover...
I held you in my heart forever and ever...
Lets Go All The Way
Aint nobody jealous
Everybody has they own
Nobody locked up
Everybody
Everybody is free to roam
Look at that scrubby (jus chillin)
Wit a hottie on his side
Look at them rich kids, poor kids
Everybody
Together on the same side
And they down to ride
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Aint nobody left out
Everybody gets to go
It could never be too crowded
Come on
We still pickin up some mo
Dont nobody hate you, playa hate you
There aint no hate at all
Gotta hold out thier hands and catch you
Theyll catch you
And they never will let you fall
You aint gotta worry all day long
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Never no sickness
No sickness
Nobody has to die
Nobody has to die
Everythings answered
Right then and there
Never have to wonder why
(you never have to wonder why no oh)
Wont nobody rush you
No hurry
Be as long as you wanna be
Can you guess what this place is?
Your future
Make it a reality
All you have to do is follow me
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
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5. Gone Fishing
Fishermen cast out their nets
We all in turn go fishing
Some will use a rod and line
While others fish by wishing
Some wish for so many things
Like numbers in a line
If the line is lacking some
Next time they say that’s fine
Others fish for gossip
So they can tell to others
No escape for anyone
Not even someone’s brothers
Fishing for a missing sock
The washer won’t release
Hiding out behind the drum
With fluff and bits of fleece
You see we all go fishing
Not always using bait
Just cast a line for what you want
Then settle down and wait
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Here I Go
Key:-r:- ray
A:- anita
A: ohhh... why dont you catch me?
R: catch me, cause I falling deep down below
A: Im falling! yeah!
R: theres no way out, man you try to escape
Concentrate on your mind cause it might just break
Into half, crack down fast
I keep my face straight no need to laugh
I did some right, I did some wrong
I regret these things, but I gotta stay strong
I feel the pressure, now dont you know?
Catch me, cause Im falling deep down below
A: oh, I cant escape, Im trapped there is no safe place to go
And I do regret the things I did, but how on earth could I know?
Here I go!
Here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go
Here I go catch me Im falling falling
Here I go
R: here I go
Here I go
A: here I go
R: catch me, come on
R: now heres the question any suggestions?
You play it yourself, taught yourself a lesson
Out of your mind you feel like stressing
Searching for answers, you keep on guessing
You messed it up, youre living low
How far youll go, man I dont know
Come out the dark, Ill bring you in the light
And leave your problems all behind
A: here I go
R: here I go again
Here I go again
A: here I go
R: catch me, cause Im falling deep down below!
A: oh, I cant escape, Im trapped there is no safe place to go
And I do regret the things I did, but how on earth could I know?
Here I go!
Here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go
R: here I go
Here I go
A: here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go
R: deep down below
Deep down below
A: here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go
R: here I go
Here I go
Here I go
A: here I go catch me Im falling falling
How could I know?
R: catch me, Im falling
A: catch me
R: now let it flow
Here I go
R: here I go
Here I go
A: here I go
R: catch me
Catch me
A: here I go!
Here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go!
Here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go!
Here I go catch me Im falling deep
Here I go
Here I go
Here I go catch me Im falling falling
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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He who hunts two hares does not catch the one and lets the other escape.
Jigger
Jigger was a fisherman
and only had one wish
he really really wanted
to catch a friggin Fish
he fished for 39 years
didn't even get a nibble
after all his tears
he mouth began to dribble
On one warm sunny afternoon
he drew out his rod, was late June
low and behold on his line was a fish
after, he saw it was dead,
he had only one more wish
that he would never catch another fish
poem by David Darbyshire
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Pierre The Penquin
'I have just been swimming to catch my fish. I have 3, I love fish it is absolutely delicious, I don’t want them cooked, I can’t see the sense in that, I will eat them raw one by one and savor every bite. They are cold and slippery to slide down my throat. I will eat my fish first, then I might go for another swim, or I might go for a snooze for a while.'
Who knows?
Pierre the penguin has just been swimming,
to catch his evening meal.
He does not need a boat for this,
or a rod or reel.
He can swim very fast,
and catch his fish quite easily.
Pierre is well equipped for this,
has you all can see.
He has a flipper on each leg,
that makes him very strong.
So, when he goes swimming,
he can stay out there quite long.
The fish are cold and slippery,
to slide down Pierre's throat.
The oil in the fish,
gives Pierre his lovely coat.
After his meal,
he might go for another swim,
or he might go for a snooze.
Which one do you think,
Pierre, should really choose?
poem by Pamela lutwyche
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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 24
A weak fisherman caught a strong fish in his net and not being able to retain it the fish overcame him and pulled the net from his hand.
A boy went to bring water from the torrent.
The torrent came and took the boy away.
The net brought every time a fish.
This time the fish went and carried off the net.
The other fishermen were sorry and blamed him for not being able to retain such a fish which had fallen into his net. He replied: ‘O brothers, what can be done? My day was not lucky but the fish had yet one remaining. ‘Moral: A fisherman cannot catch a fish in the Tigris without a day of luck and a fish cannot die on dry ground without the decree of fate.
How To Fish
I was brought up in a way to fish for myself,
Since i was taught how to fish;
So train up your child how to fish!
For today i am a very rich man.
Today is the day of training and tomorrow you will catch fish,
For yesterday is gone by with the experiences of life!
But i can see eyes like the eyes of men around me.
There are thieves all over the world and,
There are adulterers all over too;
But i am on a daily mission to teach the truth,
So enter the narrow gate with your love.
I am like the legend of your life and of your past,
And i am like the man who never lost in town!
But my sweet love is not for sale,
Because i was taught how to catch fish!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Global Ant-corruption Wave
'Tis nice to see all realize the truth
That corruption has scaled too dizzy heights,
And that ‘a nail for nail and tooth for tooth
Policy' can best improve people's plights!
But catching just the smallest fish isn't right!
The bigger fish then tend to grow in size!
The biggest ones escape clearly off sight;
Mere nets and harpoons may never suffice!
The sea has dangers for fishing vessels!
The anti-corruption ship must be big;
In deep waters, you delve for biggest shells;
To get more oil, you farther down must dig!
The smaller fish are many, not harmful;
The biggest ones can prove too tough to catch;
Driving them off to deep seas is useful!
No innocent must be behind the latch!
But do all nations want to stem the rot?
Go catch the bigger fish and spare the small!
Corruption is the modern nations' lot!
Heed to anti-corruption's clarion call!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-10-2012
poem by John Celes
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Persistently Pursuing Piscine Protein
Once again whilst fishing at the beach,
The fish they all stayed out of reach,
I think they knew that I was there,
And so my fish bag it stayed bare.
Nothing in there for me to eat,
The scaly ones had me beat,
But such is the nature of this fisherman,
I'll be trying again as soon as I can,
And next time I'll catch fish a' plenty,
Not going home with my fish bag empty.
This optimism keeps shining bright,
No matter how often on a cold wet night,
I venture out and fail to catch,
I know next time will be game, set, and match.
To me the stupidly determined one,
Who keeps on fishing when all hope is gone!
Tom Higgins 19/11/2012
poem by Tom Higgins
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Lets Do It
Cole porter
Chinks do it. japs do it
Upper lapland little lapps do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
In spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and lits do it
Lets do it
Lets tall in love
The dutch in old amsterdam do it
Not to mention the finns
Folks in siam do it
Think of siamese twins
Some argentines without means do it
People say in boston even beans do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
Cold cape cod clams
gainst their wish do it
Even lazy jelly fish do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
Electric eels I might add do it
Though it shocksem I know
Why ask if shad do it
Waiter bring me shad roe
In the shallow shoals english soles do it
Goldfish in privacy of bowls do it
Lets do it
Well do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Fish Fever
This week end I went fishing
A fish in mind to catch
I went wishing, wishing, wishing
To catch a perfect catch
I wanted to catch the big one
The one that always gets away
I waited under the hot, hot sun
I waited for that fish all day
Then there was a pull on my line
The pull so full of magic
It made me think mine, mine, mine
Me, the fisherwoman classic
This fish was big I could feel
Big and strong, a winners tale
All I had to do was reel, reel, reel
In order not to fail
Me and this fish fought a moment
Tugging and yanking, pulling and reeling
Until I screamed net! Net! NET!
Is this a winners feeling?
In that moment I knew that it was this
The moment I caught the one that got away
I caught it, I caught it, I caught it
Fishing fever is what I caught that day
poem by Cheré Mason
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Escape
Escape
Escape
That one word resonates in my mind
I need an escape a reprieve from
All this energy surrounding me
Escape
Escape
I want to be let out for awhile
To be free and alone
To do what I want without interference
Escape
Escape
I don't wanna hear arguing
Or little petty problems
I want to not have to do anything
Escape
Escape
I want to Escape
poem by Autumn Winds
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