The One That Got Away : Giggle Poetry

A monster of a trout on the end of the line.
It must have been my lucky day .
Twenty feet and reeling it in .
It was wriggling and fighting all of the way .
I stood steady with my feet well planted on the ground .
My net was ready to go .
What did I do wrong ?
I came home without the trout .
It was the one I'd never show .

By Paul Mc Cann