Grandpa's Still Fishing With a Line and Hook

grandpa, a hard rock fisherman and freckled fly rod journeyman eyed fish in the morning mist kissing with giggles and a lemon twist said he saw a bobbing head round and fat with tuffs of red six feet tall as the tale’s told painted in a mermaid gold casting bait the gossip spread like butter on a loaf of bread the silver hook reeled in snared pearl dentures left to him sporting a sparkling wink and Cheshire grin papa set hooks that haul us in anglers balanced that fishy tale filleted on a comic Richter scale two puzzled men ventured to say Arthur C. Clarke wrote the play