"Gone Fishin'"

I got no crabs,
so I think I'll go fishing,
on a day like to day,
that may be just wishing.

It's cool
and its breezy,
for an old man like me,
that should be easy

The rods are aboard,
the boat is all ready.
Now starts my job,
got to hold her steady.

I'm going to get ready,
in a minute or two.
But first let me finish,
this letter to you.

There is other things,
I could be mowing.
No not me,
I'd better get going.

My fruit trees
all need spraying.
The wind is a blowing,
that goes with out saying.

Now I'll head on outside,
and git ready for fishing.
And after this poem,
bet that's what your all wishing.

Now that I'm gone,
sure hope not for to long.
I'll go look for my hat,
now you know Ben said that.

Love Ben