What A Rotten Fishing Day

This really was a rotten day, My best lure is in a tree. And the fish I caught, have slipped away, Now they are swimming free. But I did catch something big, When I made that fancy cast. I caught my pants leg with a jig, I was losing patience fast. Then I got hooked up on a rock, And broke my rod in two. What dirty, rotten, lousy, luck, My brand new Shakespeare too. And then I tripped, on my fishing line, And kicked my tackle box. And kicked it right into the brine, Like my son said, that really sucks. Well I guess I'll head for home, I feel the fish laughing at me. I just want to be alone, Just like my lure up in that tree. 12/22/10 Alton Texas