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 9 Bear cub with mans fish


It was the first nice brookie,

that he had caught,

that day.

It was giving a strong fight,

and then he saw why,

it was a surprise.

His buddies were gleeful,

with his situation,

laughing and hooting.

He took a step backward,

slipped and fell down,

scampered out.

On his hands and knees,

sacrificing his pole,

to the river.

Unable to run with boots,

full of cold water,

he waddled away.


© Copy written for what I will never know.

Credit to DARVILLS