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FISHING AT NIGHT
FISHING FOR CATFISH AT TWELVE MIDNIGHT:
YOU COULDNT REALLY SEE THE LINE BUT YOU COULD FEEL THE BITE:
WE HAD A FLASH LIGHT:
SO THAT HELPED OUR SIGHT:
I WAS USE TO FISHING ON THE LAKE WITH A BIG BOBBERTHAT WOULD BOB WHEN I GOT A BITE:
IT FELT SO STRANGE FISHING FOR CAT FISH AT MIDNIGHT:
WHEN THE BIG CAT FISH BITE THEY TOOK THE LINE AND SINKER WHOLE:
REALLY WITH SO MUCH FORCE THEY PULL:
SO REALLY IT WAS KINDA FUN:
FISHING AT MIDNIGHT WITH NO SUN:
WE CAUGHT MORE THAN A FEW:
BEFORE WE KNEW IT THE NIGHT WAS THROUGH:
AS SOON AS ITS DAYLIGHT:
THE BIG CAT FISH WON'T BITE:
CATCHING CAT FISH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT:
DOWN AT THE RIVER MOONLIGHT;
10-10-2005:
JOHN D. JUNGERS
YOU COULDNT REALLY SEE THE LINE BUT YOU COULD FEEL THE BITE:
WE HAD A FLASH LIGHT:
SO THAT HELPED OUR SIGHT:
I WAS USE TO FISHING ON THE LAKE WITH A BIG BOBBERTHAT WOULD BOB WHEN I GOT A BITE:
IT FELT SO STRANGE FISHING FOR CAT FISH AT MIDNIGHT:
WHEN THE BIG CAT FISH BITE THEY TOOK THE LINE AND SINKER WHOLE:
REALLY WITH SO MUCH FORCE THEY PULL:
SO REALLY IT WAS KINDA FUN:
FISHING AT MIDNIGHT WITH NO SUN:
WE CAUGHT MORE THAN A FEW:
BEFORE WE KNEW IT THE NIGHT WAS THROUGH:
AS SOON AS ITS DAYLIGHT:
THE BIG CAT FISH WON'T BITE:
CATCHING CAT FISH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT:
DOWN AT THE RIVER MOONLIGHT;
10-10-2005:
JOHN D. JUNGERS
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FISHING AT NIGHT
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