Through yonder part of the runs a stream;
By yonder stream there sits a man;
As yonder man in silence sits
He catches fish as best you can.
While yonder fish, one, two and three,
Through yonder limpid waters steer,
Why does yon silent fisherman
Drop first to sigh and then a tear?
Why he does cast yon fishing line
Again, again, and all for nought?
It is because yon little fish,
For all his care, will not be caught.
Fisherman courtesy of Loretta Crossley Std 2, 1965, Bayfield Primary
