my first fish

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By April BLue

caught my first fish at star lake had to knock it out on the head was so happy i wanted to bake a cake had to knock it out and make that fish dead had to slice it from bungehole that goat man said out loud in true german fashion out loud only a man would call it that as a brand say it out loud so lewd so proud rather disgusted at the words involved butt goat man was a hearty man of the deep dark wood silent at that first fish i did cut straight a cross with that knife best i could caught my first fish at star lake had to knock it out on the head my dream fish of deelight had to knock it out and make that fish dead take the life of vision from it's sight secretlee i took my daddy's hand on the dock touched grandfather eugene's wolf hand too separated by all with my heart inn padlock rainbow trout for little april blue knowing why Jesus was a fisher of man in sea of aquamarine feeling just like a natural queen all truth is revealed inn simple action only nature gives true satisfaction

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