There's a big old carp down below,
He's not good to eat, but I want to know,
If I can bring him out for a foto op,
But he stays on the bottom, and never comes up.
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A beautifully written poem that also takes me back to my youth. A big gar lived in the small stream near our home and I wanted to land him desperately, but never could. The battle was always there, but he was to smart for me. Like you have said before, we have traveled similar trails through life and our poetry attest to that. Very good work Juan and will read more later. Your friend Lynn
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A beautifully written poem that also takes me back to my youth. A big gar lived in the small stream near our home and I wanted to land him desperately, but never could. The battle was always there, but he was to smart for me. Like you have said before, we have traveled similar trails through life and our poetry attest to that. Very good work Juan and will read more later. Your friend Lynn