Son and dad
Headed to the lake
With 2 rods and some bait
To enjoy fishing in the summer break.
Son and dad went head to head,
Competition it is, they both said.
Catching the biggest fish was the criteria to win
Drowning their rods in the water they let the challenge begin.
Each keeping as quite as can be
To avoid shooing away the fish and see them flee.
The dad's rod wobbled, he caught a fish
It was big as big as every competitor's wish.
'I won, I won' dad declared
All the son did was to stare.
He had to win this fishing war
so he chalked out a plan no less than bizarre.
The father walked back home with the big fish
But the winner was the son, thus fulfilled was his wish.
The son walked back home with pride
For he had caught a bigger fish thanks to the plan he applied.
The collar of the father's shirt was hooked to the son's rod
His dad was his 'big catch', his plan i applaud.
To win the challenge his wit was all it took
thus defying fishing tips from every book.
The fishes will love you if you hear me today,
Follow your wit like the son in the story did is what i have to say.
Just catch your dad, son or whoever it maybe
But leave the poor fishes alone, happy they'll surely be.
(11 May,2006)
.Pd. is here
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-will-make-the-fishes-happy/
