The water was cool and pleasant.
Sunlight dancing on the surface.
People sitting on the bank, lazily reading, eating and drinking.
What's that dangling in the water?
He made a grab for it,
only to be hauled out of the water
into a keep net, with a hook in his mouth!
Who'd be a fish?
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