Here's another story of my 2nd cousin and my Dad
And a fishing trip on the river, Boy were we bad
My story may sound silly,old fashioned and square
But this one I know is true because I was there
It happened right there in that old Miami town
Fishing the Neosho river,boating it up and down
Bringing in the boat,Game Warden watching you see
We had all caught our limit of fish, yep even me
We coasted in to shore going as quiet as we can
But sure enough on the bank, here came the man
We all waited quietly hoping he would go past
But just as he came up,my cousin took off fast
Up through the park my cousin ran like a horse
With the warden right after him,yeah of course
My cousin could run like a deer about to unwind
We sat there at the boat? Nothing of the kind
We loaded up all the fish and called it a day
My cousin ran in a big circle till we got away
Then back to the boat,waited like a good sport
Warden came huffing up his breath really short
Had his fishing license out,it was a good pun
The Game Warden said, "Dammit why did you run"
My cousin smiled big,"I was taking care of biz"
My buddy in the boat? Well he didn't have his
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