memorable fish
there were fish
under the little humpback bridge
there were bigger fish
over the bridge
if you followed
the road to the river
under the railway bridge
the road to the canal
there were different fish
but they all liked the worms
in a tin in my pocket
this boy with a fishing rod
winding his way
there and back again
a bag full of memories
tickled from the sunshine lowing
across the meadows of time
so long ago now
water under the bridge
but i still rise to the bait
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