The Bait

I remember when I was maybe two,
My older brothers went fishing too,
They used to take me, with them to the lake,
They never took with them, any bait,
They would ask me, in the shallows to stand,
Very firm, I stood in the sand,
Take out my toe, and pretend,
That my toe, was the bait,
With the Sunfish, it was not too bad,
But with the Pike, it did get very sad.
xox
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