Walter Newboldt

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One, two, three, four, five.
Once I caught a fish alive.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Then I let go, again.

Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on the right!

All the way to sixty nine.
If this nice big critter he wiggles in on the line.
I gotcha! I stuff it in my hat.
Bugger it!! Gone sour - I have fed it to the cat!!!!!!
He got devoured,
For it is divine,
When being feline,
eh?

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Updated: May 18, 2006


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