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A message to you my friend,
it's fishin season again.
So I might just dissapear;
packin up my fishin gear.
There's times I like dressin in style,
but im lettin down my hair awhile.
Headin back to my country roots,
puttin on my ol' fishin boots.
No God ain't took away my soul;
I just got a new fishin pole.
So now I gotta give it whirl,
down where the rushin rapids swirl.
Things are gonna get excitin,
if them big fish are a bitin.
I got my redworms in a can,
so grease up that OL' fryin pan.
I am not gonna come back,
with an empty fishin sack.
Don't get in a tizzy and fret,
if months pass and I ain't back yet.
Don't worry your perdy lil' head,
Heck NO! My friend I ain't dead.
Nor have I just went a missin,
I have just been gone a fishin.
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