When a young man's fancy, turns to desire, <br />An old man just goes fishing. <br />It takes too long to stoke that fire, <br />And what's the use in wishing. <br /> <br />So I pull out my rods, pull out my reels, <br />And go kick my old truck's tires. <br />Unlike with love, I won't miss meals, <br />And I won't put out no fires. <br /> <br />I'll just make sure my tackle box, <br />Is bursting at the seams, <br />No fancy cars I love old trucks, <br />No women in my dreams. <br /> <br />I'd rather be fishing any old day, <br />Not to say women are fickle. <br />And above all I just must say, <br />Fish won't slap when you tickle. <br /> <br />2/22/12 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-men-just-go-fishing/
