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From: MCCARROLL@CAROLINA.RR.COM
Category: Fish Report
Date: 01/17/03
Time: 09:46 PM
OUT FISHIN’ Edgar A. Guest A feller isn’t thinkin’ mean, Out fishin’; His thoughts are mostly good an’ clean, Out fishin’. He doesn’t knock his fellow men, Or harbor any grudges then; A feller’s at his finest when Out fishin’. The rich are comrades to the poor, Out fishin’; All brothers of a common lure Out Fishin’. The urchin with the pin an’ string Can chum with millionaire and king; Vain pride is a forgotten thing, Out fishin’. A feller gits a chance to dream, Out fishin’, He learns the beauties of a stream, Out fishin’; An’ he can wash his soul in air That isn’t foul with selfish care, An’ relish plain and simple fare, Out fishin’. A feller has no time for hate, Out fishin’ He isn’t eager to be great, Out fishin’. He isn’t thinkin’ thoughts of self, Or goods stacked high upon a shelf, But he is always just himself, Out fishin’. A feller’s glad to be a friend, Out fishin’ A helpin’ hand he’ll always lend, Out fishin’ The brotherhood of rod an’ line An’ sky and stream is always fine; Men come real close to God’s design, Out fishin’. A feller isn’t plotting schemes, Out fishin’; He’s only busy with his dreams, Out fishin’ His livery is a coat of tan, His creed- to do the best he can; A feller’s always mostly man, Out fishin’. JUST WANTED TO SHARE THIS WITH YOU ALL WHILE WE WERE WAITING.....