# “Fishing . . . Reel, Spool, and Line . . .”

Fishing . . .  Reel, spool, and line . . .
Baiting a hook and casting . . .
In the hope of a catch, time after time.
Please . . .  take the hook and feed me.
Oh, how I’d love to make you for dinner.
So come feed me . . .

Fishing . . .  Reel, spool, and line . . .
From many shores lines I’ve dreamed of your presence, on the other end of my line.
Please . . .  come and sustain me . . .
I need you in my life, so come feed me.

Fishing . . .  Reel, spool, and line . . .
Casting my net with the hope that you’d be mine.
Please . . .  come dine with me . . .
You’re the reason for my hunger, so come feed me.

Yes. You’re the reason for my hunger, so come sustain me . . .