Thursday, December 24, 2015

The Pike Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the Glass, 
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a bass.

To Bridge Street in DeWitt
I rode with a clatter,
And cast in a line
To see what was the matter.



Then what to my watering eyes
Should appear,
But a nice, hefty pike
Toward my minnow drew near.

He fought hard,
He fought fast,
But I got my wish,
I reeled in my line and landed the fish!



I put him back in the Glass,
And he swam out of site,
Saying "Merry Pikemas to all,
And to all a good bite!"

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