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Fle Fly Fo Fum
I smell the blood of a fisherman.
Be he alive or be he dead
he'll filet some fish and roll them in bread!

I figured something was up when you called in sick today.
The telephone in your house kept ringing; you went away.
After you called, you decided to roam.
No answer on your telephone meant you were not home.
Your old trusty fishing pole was what you would take.
There I saw you with your line in the lake.
I hope you caught something big for your sake.
You may lose your job if there are more call-ins that are fake.


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A Fle and a Fly were imprisoned in a flaw in a flu,
the Fly said to the Fle, whatca wanna do?
The Fle said to the Fly you wanna know my wish?
Let me gues said the Fly...your wish is to fish!
So the Fle said let's fly, the Fly said let's flee,
so the Fle and the Fly flew from the flaw in the flu!

If you wish
To catch some fish
You must try
A Fle Fly.

Went fishing this last weekend
Every rod I had got a "bend"
Crappie tearing up Fle-Fly jigs
Good thing I had a few new rigs!

I was using a Fle Fly and fish took the bait
Just saying it's never to late
to put fish on the plate
Sometimes you just have to wait
then sometimes it's a piece of cake
so go out there and make a wake
So you can say I made the take

You must tie
on a Fle Fly
to not be the guy
that always has to lie!

Early to bed

Early to rise

Fish all day

Tell big lies