Seeing as it's a competition, I've made my story rhyme!
It was mid September, give or take,
I took my old skiff and left for the lake,
I had a my rod and the coffee I like,
Everything you need for a day hunting pike.
I got to the lake at half past 5,
The mornings make me feel alive,
I rowed out to my favourite spot,
And tied on the lure with a uni-knot.
I cast out to where big pike hang,
When suddenly my telephone rang,
I was startled by the sudden noise,
(My ringtone was "Everybody" by the Backstreet Boys...)
I stumbled while the lure was still jerking,
I looked like I was Miley Cyrus twerking,
But I couldn't believe it when I looked:
In the commotion...a fish was hooked!
The game was on, I began the fight,
It felt like a monster, pulling with might,
I battled and battled but the fish did too,
I was starting to tire (and I think he knew!)
I decided to give one final heave,
But the fish didn't budge, would you believe,
"You will not beat me, fish!" I roared...
A second before I fell overboard!
Soaked to the bone, with my confidence hit,
I decided to call it a day and quit,
I climbed back in the boat with my rod and my flask...
...and I'll say I caught it if anyone asks!