For
hours he’d fished for “speckled butes”,
Upon a winding stream,
Which
had been “Stocked” and advertised
As one “fair angler’s dream”.
At
last he pulled his rod apart
And sneered with language fine,
“On
other things I may get soaked
But here I draw the line.”
Dec.
28, ‘96
Conn.
Valley Ad.,
Feb.
12, ‘97
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