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"Out Fish'in"
This poem was written by the father of my dad's neighbor in South Texas. There may be a million reasons why folks go fishing, but I think this man found the golden nugget and was able to pen it down...
OUT FISH’IN
A feller isn’t think’in mean,
Out Fish’in
His thoughts are mostly good an’ clean,
Out Fish’in
He doesn’t knock his fellow men,
Or harbor any grudges then;
A feller’s at his finest when
Out Fish’in
The riches are comrades to the poor,
Out Fish’in
All brothers of a common lure,
Out Fish’in
The urchin with the pin an’ string,
Can chum with millionaire and king;
Vain pride is a forgotten thing
Out Fish’in
A feller gits a chance to dream,
Out Fish’in
He learns the beauties of a stream,
Out Fish’in
An’ he can wash his soul in air,
That isn’t fouls with selfish care;
An’ relish plain and simple fair,
Out Fish’in
A feller has no time for hate,
Out Fish’in
He isn’t eager to be great,
Out Fish’in
He isn’t thinking thoughts of self,
Or goods stacked high upon a shelf;
But he is always just himself,
Out Fish’in
A feller’s glad to be a friend,
Out Fish’in
A help’in hand he’ll always lend,
Out Fish’in
The brotherhood of rod an’ line,
An’ sky and stream is always fine;
Men come real close to God’s design,
Out Fish’in
A feller isn’t plotting schemes,
Out Fish’in
He’s only busy with his dreams,
Out Fish’in
His livery is a coat of tan,
His creed – to do the best he can;
A feller’s always mostly man
Out Fish’in
By: Edgar A. Guest
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nice
couldnt said it better thanx for the inspo
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Hey Darryl,
Pretty good. You know I am a Lit fan.
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Good stuff....thanks Darryl.
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Well said Darryl,and alot of truth in it.
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Thanks for posting great poem
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Great piece of work. Thanks for posting it.