Broremann The Fisherman

Broremann the Angler On the pier where fishing vessels were tied up my brother sat fishing all the while seagulls kept swooping and shrieking, he blissfully ignored them. He had no hook at the end of his line and when asked why he said, I don´t like to hurt the fish. But crafty little Broremann was not as innocent as you may think, he didn´t like fish, all those horrible tiny bones, his mother had sent him down to the pier to try catch some fish for lunch. He liked sausages with mashed potatoes and stewed peas, now he could go home tell his mother fish didn´t bite today, but made sure to put the hook on the line so his mother could see he was really trying. An old fisherman gave him two sardines wrapped in a newspaper, but wouldn´t you know it the pair of sardines somehow slipped out of the paper and made their way back to the sea.