Do you love big bluegill?
My bluegill poem
The water, calm, clear and blue
Mesmerizes me as I search for you.
A gently laid fly, only to lure
A beautiful vibration will be the cure.
I grip the rod when I feel it jerk
Swiftly I pull, as I watch my hand work.
As my prize begins to surface and grow
I feel all tingly, my face aglow.
At last I’m able to pull it in
A big beautiful bluegill is my win.
Mesmerizes me as I search for you.
A gently laid fly, only to lure
A beautiful vibration will be the cure.
I grip the rod when I feel it jerk
Swiftly I pull, as I watch my hand work.
As my prize begins to surface and grow
I feel all tingly, my face aglow.
At last I’m able to pull it in
A big beautiful bluegill is my win.
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Comment by WildernessWomen on December 14, 2010 at 10:45am
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VERY NICE!
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Comment by Bruce Condello on October 3, 2010 at 7:22pm
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It took me a few days to find this...but I'm glad I did. Thank you! :-)
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Comment by Greg McWilliams on October 3, 2010 at 4:28pm
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Wow, I can feel my rod bending now. Great thoughts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Comment by bluegillboogieman on September 27, 2010 at 8:40am
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Makes me want to go fishing. Thanks Jen.
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