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Best Christmas/Crappie Fishing poem wins...
- Two Crappie.com Calendars
- Crappie.com Mug
- Slabsauce Magic Brush.
- Slabsauce Spray Bottle
- Crappie.com Hat
- Thank a Veteran Decal
- Crappie.com pin
- Hat Hook
- Crappie.com decals
- And a big bag of good fishing luck
yay.
Make it original please.
My Family will judge it.
It's over the day after Christmas, that's so you got something you can do with the whole family on Christmas Day! A little special time to think of something nice together.
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it's a song
On the first day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Ketchn fishing near a submerged tree
On the second day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Two likes by SuperDave
On the third day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Three tips from CrappiePappy
On the forth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Four jigs from DockShootinJack
On the fifth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Five prayers for BillBob
On the sixth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Six-pound test from Shipahoy41
On the seventh day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Seven reports by tackleboat
On the eighth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Eight knife reviews by Chaunc
On the ninth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Nine memes from BuckeyeCrappie
On the tenth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Ten posts by Hanr3
On the eleventh day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Eleven videos by Herewego
On the twelfth day of crappie my dot com gave to me – Twelve bottles of slabsauce
if I left you out it was unintentional..Merry Christmas to all!
May you always have:
A Merry Christmas wish
with waters to fish
baits to swish
and plenty of crappie in your dish.
Once there was a Crappie
Who his mamma just called Ted
Twas the night before Christmas
And he was supposed to be in bed
Some minnows were swimming
All around the tree
So he had left his bed
Just to go look and see
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There was a man outside
Just wetting a line for bass
So Ted went up to him
And said "Man you got no class!"
Ted boldly told that man
While flapping his big fin
Throw that fish away and
Put it in the trash bin
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The man just looked at Ted
With amazement shock and awe
He could not believe
What he just saw
There was this big Crappie
And he could talk too
Big enough for dinner
For me and also you
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Ted said a Crappie
Was the best fish you could eat
It is nice and tasty
And they have plenty of meat
That man put on a lure
Designed by Shipahoy
Ted turned and ate it
And the man said "Attaboy"
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Ted's friends came a swimming
To see what the commotion was
So many fish were caught
And the community was a buzz
The moral of this story
Is to do what mamma said
Keep your mouth shut
AND KEEP YOUR BUTT IN BED
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Twas the day before Christmas and out on the water. A 16" crappie sure would be nice and make me holler.
Jiggin' a jig in a school of slabs that would soon be frying in the pan were my hopes.
A monster giant slab from way down below took my homemade jig through the brushpile and l lost all hope,
but with patience and livescope I bring it up and I get a good look at a 14" crappie the first of the day, my jig goes back down its now time to play.
Another dozen crappie and its time to fly
Need to make it home for a Christmas fish fry.
It is obvious l’m no poet and now you all know it.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
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Shooting docks the Night before Christmas.
Out on the lake nothing stirs not even a mouse.
My jig shot back deep under a humongous boat house.
A tug at the line so startling and sharp made the line sing like a harp.
Made me jump and shook, struggling to set the hook.
With a bend in the rod and a smile on my face, the fight began as the drag started to race.
By the light of the moon very pale, the knot tied to my jig did fail.
From under the dock what did appear but a Giant white Crappie smiling ear to ear.
Swimming and singing ,MERRY CHRISTMAS to all and better luck next year
I don't think that I will ever see
another one as lovely as my tree.
Sunk there, fifteen feet deep,
on a submerged point that drops off quite steep.
On Christmas Eve, I quietly approach,
the sanctity of the haven I dare not broach.
To my dismay, I find it barren on my scope,
All the crappie were caught by some other dope!
What I want for Christmas
What I want for Christmas can’t be bought but only caught!
What I want for Christmas is not in a card but in the dockyard!
What I want for Christmas isn’t shiny only slimy!
What I want for Christmas can’t clop but will flop!
What I want for Christmas is a wish for a crappie fish!
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Roses are red.
Wine is also red.
Poems are hard.
Wine.
Casting jigs, casting jigs, I love to cast those jigs. Oh what fun it is to cast those jigs to big ol friggin slabs.
Casting to the docks, with a jig I made myself, oh what fun it is to post on crappie dot com tonight.
Casting jigs, casting jigs, I love to cast those jigs. Oh what fun it is to cast those jigs to those big ol friggin slabs.
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I'll stick to the first part - best Christmas poem:
…And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow…
When on the water, I enjoy one or none. I have peace without the grease.
:RoflQuote:
Originally Posted by fredo
Christmas is a time for happiness and joy
Christmas is a time for giving and time to share
Christmas is a time for some little girl
and some little boy
Christmas is a time for the humble and to care
Christmas is a time to put under the tree a toy
Christmas is a time for the foal and the mare
Christmas is a time for the stallion,you, me and the little boy
Christmas is a time for the family to gather and share
Christmas is a time for the smiles and this and that,
Christmas is a time for the folks to be reminded,
it isn't about presents and a Santa clause hat .....
....
not the best poem , but on short notice it is what it is :Rofl
Alrighty then = how about a two-fer? = Singing-Poem Folks with the challenged pitch/off-key tendencies, maybe humming would be better!
TWO FRONT SEATS
All I want for Christmas
Is my TWO FRONT SEATS, my TWO FRONT SEATS
See my TWO FRONT SEATS!
That way my partner
Can net my TWO HUGE SLABS, my TWO HUGE SLABS
See my TWO HUGE SLABS!
That's the only answer
To the NO FISH MISS, the NO FISH MISS
Nice, the NO FISH MISS!
Now we're back at weigh-in
With our FISH TO WEIGH, our FISH TO WEIGH
See our FISH TO WEIGH!
People take our pictures
With the CHECKS IN HAND, the CHECKS IN HAND
Kewl, the CHECKS IN HAND!
A toddler came and asked me
What OUR SECRET WAS, what OUR SECRET WAS
How we took 1ST PLACE?
Took but a second
To make the kid realize
With his wide-open eyes:yikes
It was our TWO FRONT SEATS!!
Have a safe, MERRY CHRISTMAS Folks.
And more importantly, a Happy, NO FISH-MISS NEW YEAR!!
THE CHRISTMAS EVE CASTS
Dad’s pole gathered, along with mine
PFD’s and tackle checked one more time
As I hitched the boat, memories they flashed
How special our Christmas Eve casts
A tradition just for us two he would say
He knew too well, when a father up and ran away
Boat plug and spare keys?
The many times he said to me
Test the lights, everything in stow?
Son check the tires, one looks low
Spare clothes and shoes, hand warmers too
Got’em! Just bet these things he already knew
Brisk little breeze oer the lake does blow
Pop’s old jacket frayed, some lining is starting to show
The kicker now purrs, at idle with little wake
On this his favorite of all crappie lakes
Nearing the brush pile he tutored me to make
Now holding the slabs for our Christmas bake
A great fisherman, my dad
A better sportsman & teacher, nobody had
Just so you understand
My hero, my mentor, and in all things my Superman
His bail now flipped, as the jig it swings
A long pause,…..then silence broken as the reel goes zing
Son, not on top of the brush, just past
Bring it back slow, not too fast
These tips & pointers he’s engrained in me
I treasure the feeling of his company
The lump now grows, the one in my throat
As I glance at items here in dad’s boat
How loved these Christmas Eve casts
You see, one year ago today my dad made his last
by D. Michael 12/22/2022 aka SpeckledSlab
Holidays are not the same
And I don’t know just who to blame
We’re all left here and living on
But it’s not the same now that you’re gone.
We’ll all go on and live our life
And handle all our strains and strife.
You’ve been called home to eternal rest
For God in heaven only chooses the best.
Happy Holidays everybody. This is titled Another holiday without you. Written by me. The Redeemed Fisherman. 12/22/22
A Christmas Crappie Winter Poem
Sitting here thinking of Christmas and Crappie
It's TOO Cold
The End!
:Rofl
Crappie are people too
Some are white and some are black. Some are white with a black stripe on their back.
In the boat they are different you see,
But the fillets on the plate are identical to me.
They looked different on the outside so to my surprise... they really are the same under their disguise.
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It's the night before Christmas
The weather is bad
One hundred percent certain a white Christmas will be had
Reflecting on the year and the good fishing done
Caught walleye, crappie and gills under the hot sun
I know open water is months away
But I long to be fishing even on a day like today
The cold has the lakes all covered in thin ice
Just a few more inches would be nice
Then I could drill holes side by side
and fish in my shanty all warm inside
There's plenty of snow for a sleigh
So Rudolph be on your way
I have plenty of tackle and such
But oh Santa....
I would like more very much...
Who won?
:dono
I’m no poet
and I know it
:popcorn
I have to apologize. I started to pick a winner, and I got distracted by a shiny object, and trying to get the family to participate, that's another issue. So yes, we're still trying to figure out a winner here at the Moes family. Gimme a few more please. Y'all can comment and help you know, which is your favorite?
Post 16 gets my vote. Followed by 15
16 is my vote
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Yup… 16 my vote as well
OK, three members of the family voted unanimously for 16, as did a couple of y'all. SpeckledSlab you are a winner. We're all winners for being part of our wonderful community, thank you all for your participation. SpeckledSlab please PM me your mailing address.