The Poetry of Brian Langley
Are You Catchin’ Any, Mate?
Each time that I go fishing,
I rarely have to wait
Before somebody comes and asks,
“Are you catchin’ any, mate?”
I could be on a jetty,
Or standing on the beach
Or by some icy mountain stream
That’s almost out of reach
No matter where I’m fishing,
It seems to be my fate
That someone always comes and asks,
“Are you catchin’ any, mate?”
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Catch the other six verses in my booklet "Driving in the Outback"
© Brian Langley May 24 2008
