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The trout

In a bright stream
A moody trout
Passed by in a haste
Like an arrow.
I stood there at the bank
And watched in blissful calm
The frisky fish's bath
In this clear stream.
 
A fisher with the fishing rod
Stood at the bank
And watched with cold blood
How the fish moved.
I thought that as long as
The water was bright, nothing could happen,
He would not catch the fish
With his fishing rod.
 
But soon the time was too long
For this thief. He treacherously
Made the stream murky
And before I realized it
His fishing rod moved
The fish flounced on it
And with agitated blood
I look at the deceived.
 
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