Bastard nettles
Bastard nettles
Bastard nettles and ripping thorn
Teflon grass of dewy morn
Tangled roots that catch and trip
Smashed in face and broken hip
Biting gnats leave hives and blisters
A swollen face like an ugly sister’s
All this pain to fish at night
A fisherman’s brain just isn’t right
The wiring’s crossed the circuits fuse
To chance a fish we dare not lose
We risk our lives we chance a limb
To raise our odds from zilch to slim
L M Swords July 2012
Lee, you’ve written loads of stuff that is ace but this is up there with that Shakespeare fella.
Matt
Cheers Matt!