Anglers they call themselves
With a dangerous hook and line
Often left upon the bank
Which can never be divine
Wild souls ambling later
Attracted by the vile
Trappings left so ignorantly
They ought to be on trial
Catching fish and storing them
In a creel all day
To die of suffocation
That’s the anglers way🐠🐟🐡
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.