There is something about me you MUST know,
It is about me and my fishing pole.

You see, we are more than just good friends.
My story begins where another one ends.
When I have had a bad day..
And there is nothing more to say..
I march down to my peaceful hole..
Me and my fishing pole.

The worm he wiggles and wiggles and squirms,
I poke his belly onto my hook..
Wait for the fish...oh wait... look!
There goes my bobber, bobbing away..
What troubles did I have today..?

Oh yes, he is my friend,
Just in case you didnt know..
I can ALWAYS depend on my fishing pole.

Butterflies In My Belly Forever

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