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The Fisherman

                                                                    The  Fisherman                                           The fisherman , he sits                                            next to the creek                                            in the shadow of the tree                                            that ushers in the breeze                                             He has all the equipment                                             hook , line , sinker - with                                             bait and ipod                                             Listening to metal                                             he feels the chill                                             peace and Nirvana of his dreams                                             he has surrendered to the madness                                             in the house of  Peace                                             The fishing rods waits patiently