Wishful Fishing
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Kim Barney
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At times I walk along the stream
and often dream
of all the fish
that on my dish
could cause my mouth to salivate,
or on my plate
could make me smile,
but all the while
I know I'd have to fish, you see,
and that won't be
because I know
I'll never go.
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