Going Fishing

Going to that secret spot
Where fishes are but fishers not
So excited, worms are wriggling
Par for course when going fishing

Round the bend toward the river
Jolly joints begin to quiver
at the sound of fisher whistling
In my secret spot for fishing!

What on earth could be the cause
To make this fisher drop my jaws?
Drops his line where mine is missing
In secret spot for going fishing

Turns out my sacred secret place
Welcomes quite a rapid pace
Of other avid fishers wishing
for a secret spot of fishing

What’s a fisherman to do?
Can secret spots for one hold two?
Crowded limbs in water swishing,
Now behold, two fishers fishing!

I cast my line and set my rod
And start to talk about my God
Caught for all my Gospel dishing?
Fisherman who went out fishing!