Bob the Float pens a few lines for little Esox

BTF with a perfectly formed ’little Esox’

Oh little Esox the thief of my worm,

Tis not your season yet you must wait your turn.

Irresistible the worm, wriggling & juiciest, but that worm is not yours dear little lucius.

I’ll be back one day when the weather turns colder, & your a bit bigger & we’ll both be older.

For you have many years, to devour & grow, while I keep wishing for the years to slow.

We shall meet again one day, further down the line, so give me back that worm little pike.

Tis not yours it is mine.

All writing & ‘little Esox’ image Bob the Float – late Summer 2021