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VIII. 



So here's to the fish that is crafty and shy, 

 With the lore that Dame Nature has taught her, 



Yet we'll lure her to die, 



As she captures our fly 

 With that giddy brown wink under water. 



And here's to the wink under water, 

 The wicked brown wink under water, 



And here's to the wise 



That decline to despise 

 Any kind of a wink under water. 



This is what I have to put up with : 



DINGY BROWN WINK 



A SEQUEL 



Puristes loquitur: 



But suppose I am out on a day that is rough, 

 When the wind blows a regular snorter, 



It's the (tommi)est rot 



To suppose I can spot 

 That I'm getting a wink under water. 



Your dingy brown wink under water — 

 Ineffable wink under water; 



I'd like you to tell 



How the (qualified) hell 

 I'm to know I've a wink under water. 



Respondit Subaquaticus : 



It would seem that the practice of fishing the rise 

 Makes the temper grow shorter and shorter; 

 I can only advise 

 You make use of your eyes 

 And watch for the wink under water. 



The glimpse of a wink under water, 

 The hint of a wink under water ; 



Any hint is enough 



On a day that is rough 

 To strike at a wink under water. 



I cannot explain just what method is mine, 

 But Experience, when you have bought her, 



Will tighten your line 



At a hint of a sign 

 Of a ghost of a wink under water. 



The pallidest wink under water, 

 The wraith of a wink under water, 



And pull in your fly 



Ere you've time to descry 

 If you've really a wink under water. 



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