For those of you that have followed this blog you know that I go in all different directions. Sometimes even beyound reality. Well, this week heads down that fantasy path again. Leaning on the coming holidays ... I give you a fishes "T'was The Night Before Christmas".

 T'was the night before Christmas 
and all through the lake
not a fishy was stirring 
not even a Splake! 
 
The Bass were down deep
and not moving to fast.
The cold water had slowed
them down at last.
 
Some Sunfish had gathered
near an old tree stump.
This is where they would stay
unless they got bumped.
 
Schools of Yellow Perch 
roamed far and wide
Among the sparse weeds
is where they would glide.
 
A Musky hovered a few feet
above an old road bed.
He could rise and fall
with a nod of his head.
 
The Crappies amassed
near the old sunken bridge.
Their quarry you see
was only the midge.

A few Walleye held
on a dropoffs edge
On sonar they would
appear as a wedge
 
Above this scene was a 
thick layer of ice.
It made their underwater
world real nice.
 
Out of nowhere came the sound
of footsteps and sled.
This caused all the fish
to turn their heads.
 
They knew a line 
would soon drop in.
But to their surprise
came a tree wrapped in tin.
 
Descending slowly it twisted
and turned with sparkling lights.
Never before had they
had such delight.
 
As all the fish gathered 
around this sight
it was clear to them now
they would have a good night!

MERRY CHRISTMAS !