Thread: National Poetry at Work Day

Originally Posted by specktacklure

So here I am punchin the dang clock
All you retired gubers are out shootin some docks
I am gettin pushed & pulled with an overload of work
While you fellars are catchin slabs with every jerk
After lookin at the excitement on crappie.com
I try to figure out how to drop the boss man a bomb
Cause after all this wishin about fishin
This Friday at clock in time I will be missin
You can try to call my cell or my home
But a busy tone is all you'll get cause I wanna be left alone
As the boss tallies up my hours for last week minus a work day
I'll be thinkin after that awesome trip to Crescent who cares about the pay

I'm rooting for ya Specktacklure.

The power of fish is a curious thing...Make a one man weep, and another one sing. Looks so good on a little white dish...More than a feeling, that's the power of fish. Don't need minnows, don't need a net.....just get on the lake and get those jigs wet. (sings well with cadence from Huey Lewis)