Ode to a Bucktail

So simple in your purpose,
so deadly at your trade.
Spinning so enticingly,
with a spoon shaped blade.
Oh how we love you,
so basic in design.
Quietly working magic,
flawless every time.

Unless you don’t,
perhaps you're broke.
When you stop,
hooks they fail.
Over weed beds,
without a tail.

Easy repairs,
a simple fix.
A subtle snap,
and then you’re back.
Simply spinning,
fish on the way.
I see the follow,
a bait well played.

Tight Lines.


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