The line goes out
The bait crawls about
A trout sees what he likes
He waits.. And then he strikes
The reel screams and smokes
City folks gather around the hoax
Closer comes the fish
So does the anglers wish
And as he measured
The fish he treasured
He looked at the beast
And realized it was none the less a feast
And the trout caught by Mr. Trasp
The one that made the whole crowd gasp
They all apprehended that the beauty was foul hooked
So this world record could not be booked
As he unhooked the artificial fly
He knew his only dreams would die
He heard the fish cry like someone in a car crash
"Today twas terrible to take the Tequila Flash and turn and thrash!"
The line goes out
The bait crawls about
A trout sees what he likes
He waits and then-------- He strikes...
