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when I was young, my first boat was a whailer
going fishing to fripp hauling it by trailer
I stopped at Island Plaza, my boat I was a gassing
then the Gulla man asked me, while in passing

"youda mae goinda bat toe anggo strikking mon?

black man with gray hair and a gig in his hand
to go in my boat gigging is what he had demand
happy to have him never a prejedous bone I had
never gigged in day light, to learn I'd be glad

"youda bego down dat scrit da mon"

he had be drive out, to station creek
there were pelicans whose tummy held less than there beek
it was hard to see, it was a marshy maze
I was realy lost in a foggy haze

then in a small creek a little bigger than a brook
off the bow the Gulla man threw the hook
while the anchor set and I lit a cig
he started beating my boat with his gig

well I got his attention, by clearing my throat
and asked "what in the hell are you doing to my boat!"

"eyebe kull-pin de whompiss mon!"
"what?"
"eyebe kull-pin de whompiss mon!"

so with the Gulla man I didn't want to haggel
then I said "hey buddy can you call whompiss with my paddle?"
thinking about plan "A" but still on the limb
thought about takin Gulla man back where I found him

then I was a-mazed! about out of my skin
all around us we were surounded by a dozen dolfin
the water started to boil on top the fish appear
and the old Gulla man stabbed them with his spear

"Ibe gat shree I begit foe mon!"

2 or 3 at a time, bass, flounder, and trout
they were piled so high they started to fall out
with alot of fish, piled in a stack
when a dolfin got close Gulla man threw one back
well the boat was so full, high like a mound
so were the dolfin and they were no longer found

"gitbe dare gitbe dare!"

I was so amazed, never had such a thrill
I thanked the Gulla man all the way to the hill

"trit flider notak in megit may na churn be tak in da bass mon!"

so he kept the bass for his kids runnin about
and I got to keep all of the flounder and trout

by Capt Mike
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