'Twas the bite before Christmas...

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'Twas the bite before Christmas , when all through the Keys

Most of the Anglers were enjoying a warm Ocean breeze

The rods were all rigged by the transom with care

In hopes that big fish would soon leave their lairs

The beers were nestled all snug in the ice

While visions of hookups soon would be nice

When out on the flats there arose such a splash

I sprang from the helm to see a bright silver splash

Away from the clatter I drove in a dash

The outboard's high revs ate up more of my cash

The sun on the glass of the calm Ocean Seas

Gave the luster of the Caribbean to the coconut trees

When, what to my Costa-clad eyes should appear

But a monster, bearded permit & eight tiny Key deer

With a little remora so shiny & black

I knew in a moment it was Christmas Jack (Crevalle Jack, fighting fish

He jumped & breached as he called them by name

"Now Snapper! Now Grouper, Now Lobster & Wrass

On Marlin! On Sailfish! On Cuda & Sea Bass

To the top of the tuna tower! To the top of the mast!

Now swim away! Swim away! Swim away fast!"

I heard him exclaim 'ere he dove out of sight

"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good fight."


condensed version and I am not the author
 
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