not "feeelin it" yet, not til
i'm "reeelin it" in, then's when
i'll shorely know, 'tween the surf and the night
the rocks and the hops and the drag that goes zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzoom.
until then, it's all just wishful thinking, memories of monsters missed and
biggurls hit, and prepping for the NEXT migration, whilest all the while
i'll be biding my dreams and money shot smiles for the forsythian bloom
,,,,,,,,,,,,and the bait that swims near,,,,,,,,,,,,,
for me and my gear, that's what makes it Striperin' Time 'round here!!!
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