SAGA OF THE NINETY-NINE MINNOWS

Ninety-nine minnows swam way out to sea,
Then along came a shark, and then there were three,
Out of those ninety-nine minnows, three swam back toward the shore,
Then, along came a bass, and he ate one more,
The last two little minnows decided to date,
They made ninety-nine minnows, and I caught them for

 bait. 

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Ten Trout

10 little rainbow trout,

Swam around and about,

They saw a big bass,

Under the log pass,

Now they're in his belly, and can't get out.

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NINETY-NINE MINNOWS LIVED IN THE WEEDS

Ninety-nine minnows lived in the thick weeds,
They liked the dense foliage for their safety needs,
But, a swordfish named Rege,
Cut down their safety-hedge,
Now, on the ninety-nine minnows Rege feeds. 

MY WORM BAIT LIMERICK

I thought I'd go fishing so, I picked up some worms,

I thought I'd catch keepers on my living bait terms,

But, the big fish weren't hard hitting,

My worms they were spitting,

I caught just minnows instead of large pachyderms.

TEN LITTLE MINNOWS: THE NOSE POEM

Ten little minnows nibbled on my toes,

I thought nothing of it until their number rose,

When I went to swim to shore,

There were a million minnows more,

All that made it to the shoreline was my nose.

FROM: THE LIVING BAIT FISHERMAN

Minnow bucket full,
Too many, no breath, tragedy,
Error, no live bait.