Rumor
 

 



You set about casting
sharp aspersions on fine nylon line,
hooks enticingly baited with innuendos and lies.


If you should land something big
will you and yours dine
on just desserts...while the honor of the catch
flounders and dies?


Submitted for the Quickie challenge

My upbringing may be rural but I understand human nature. There is a message in there somewhere…I promise

By AlwaysMyWords

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