a fishermens catch

this poem tells of how exiting the battle with a fish is.

The regular fisherman goes to his normal pond
hoping for a bass
He puts a brown worm on his hook and casts his line out
and sits down in the grass
He relaxes with pleasure,with troubles forgotten
with no idea what the pond brought him
and all he does is dream and dream and dream

WHAM! his bait is gone underwater, the fish trying to get away.
He stands up knowing its what he wanted for the day
He pulls and tugs and struggles to bring him in.
With the distince between them growing thin,
the fisherman knows he is just going to win
he finally gets him,starts pulling him out of the water and
SPLASH! the fish gets away.