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Fishing

With great grandpa

By Tambourine ManPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Fishing
Photo by Nik on Unsplash

Burning down the fish,

With a person you have only heard of,

A scent of recollection that is totally abhorrent,

Memories never fail the fragile mind,

A taste that is almost never the same twice,

He also knows the best fishing spots,

Something that does not usually ever happen in our lifetimes,

Do not take this for granted,

It is a dream come true,

In my good opinion,

Let us see if this holds up to be truer than fantasy,

Facing what we all call a collision,

I love my gramps he was a cool fox,

My little pony away.

Friendship

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Tambourine Man

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    Written by Tambourine Man