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"Remember" (by Joe DiMino)
Remember that little boat?
The homemade rod and tiny cork float;
The big one that always got away,
We sketched for pa in the backyard clay
Well I caught him today. At last! Today!
Using a hundred dollar lure in a private bay;
Sure put up a hell of a fight!
But I landed him did everything right:
Did everything according to the book
Tell the truthdidnt have to look;
Already knew his weight and size
Knew the stare of his bulging eyes
Know what hell look like
Fixed on the wall
But to be honest with you
I wish he could fall
Back into the sea
Far back as the child
And pure fantasy
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