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I sit and wait,

For a fish to bait,

On my wonderful cold blooded worm.



I sit and stare,

Into the glare,

Of the fishless sea.



I sit and look,

Into my book,

Of how to catch a fish.



I sit and think,

Of a link,

That can be put to catch my fish.



I sit and frown,

Because my only fish drowned,

And now I’m fishless again.