SOME FISH AND SOME FISHING 



In the warm waters he loves to roam, 

 And in the gulf stream makes his home. 

 When once on board his colours fade 

 And he becomes a piece of jade. 



Bonefish play at seek and hide 

 Along sandbars on the new flood tide, 

 They show their tails when hunting fleas 

 And swim along with grace and ease. 

 Bonefish are shy and gentle biters, 

 But when once hooked are champion 

 fighters. 



The Ladyfish and the Seatrout 



Are to be caught if you hunt about. 



In the Indian River they are still found 



And in great schools did once abound, 



But now they are not often seen, 



Are few in number and far between. 



The Groupers who on the bottom dwell 

 Quite undisturbed by the ocean swell 

 Are of three sorts, gray, brown and red, 

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