The Walleye Guy----the poem

(Ed. note: On the eve of the fishing visit of Pres. Vladimer Putin of Russia to Kennybunkport in Maine to visit President Bush, I found this little poem crumpled up near a local fish shop in Madison. I have dried it out and preserved it as best I can for historical preservation. _


I love those
Walleye guys
the way
they always
love the most
expensive
fish


I love the way
they
never settle
for just
a sunny or a
lowly perch
the way they
persist for
nothing but
the best

I love those
walleye guys
the way they
always have
someone near
to bait their
hook or
clean the
catch

I love those
walleye guys
the way they always
get the biggest
boat, so not
to cramp their
style

I love those
walleye guys
the way they always
whisper
a little
business in
my ear
even though I
couldn't care
just to make
it tax deductible.

I love those
walleye guys
the way they always
hire a guide
so we never feel
uncomfortable
and lost
in any
way

I love those
walleye guys
the way they cook
that walleye in
upscale ways
It's so precious at
$300.00 per lb.