S: A FLETCHER'S FAIRY TALE
BC: To Dad, With all our love! Tim & Maggie
FC: A FLETCHER'S FAIRY TALE
1: Twas the night before ice fishing in the middle of town, Not a creature was stirring, lights all turned down. In office and store, and along Main Street too, The shopping for tip-ups was finally through. The water was Fletcher's - known as a pond, Pike in abundance at the shore and beyond.
2: News bout the pond was spread round the state, It's all about pike, it's what the state ate! | In Hillman, the town folk were waiting at home, For the morning to come to catch fish on their own. One man was named Borgert, his first name was Joe He also killed deer he shot with a bow!
3: He said he loved hunting and fishing and such Some folks thought this man Joe had the touch. Ye wise man Joe Borgert alas but it's true, Had cut out the ice for his shanty and loo
4: His son Tim had arrived to help out his dad, To set up the lines and tip-ups he had.
5: To Tim's Dad - surprise! Maggie is here! She was pretty excited that was certainly clear! See Tim's Maggie is his pride and his joy He needed her help to catch fish, that was part of his ploy! | Her smile was wide, anticipation was high She needed a fish or she'd have to lie To all of her friends she told she could fish, She'd get the big one and then cook the dish!
6: On the way to the pond, they saw the cows standing, And Joe gave advice they'd catch fish at the landing. Because of the omen if the cows all lain down, No one could catch fish in this part of the town. Joe also said pressure, when barometric was high You couldn't catch fish with even a fly.
7: A mighty large pike was the cause of their haste, The preparation was late there was no time to waste! So out on the ice all the tip-ups were set, They were planning on keeping all the fish they could get. They waited and waited and waited some more, Worried no fish, they needed to score.
8: "Run Maggie Run" Tim started to shout, He envisioned eating fish with some of Dad's kraut! | When all of a sudden up popped a flag! The t-bar was turning - the line started to sag. Maggie was screeching and running with all of her might, The pike got her minnow - it had taken the bite!
9: Up came the line, Maggie yanked and she yanked, The pike was so large her face just went blank. "My goodness" she said about the pike on the ice A fish fry at Tim's would really be nice. | Dad yelled you must measure the fish just to see, 24 inches and larger or pay DNR fees. | Out came the tape measure, boy Maggie was quick, 28-1/2 inches - this pike was quite thick.
10: Very healthy indeed and the pike worked quite hard, Pay close attention and be on your guard. To hang onto this fish that wanted to go Back to the water to his friends and his foe. | Tim was returning the line to a hole, Another tip -up went off and that was their goal. Flag after flag they were running around, Throwing the pike on the ice and the ground.
11: "We're done for the day" said Dad from the shack, "We have to go home to plan our attack". "For fishing tomorrow we have to get rest, To catch all our pike and do our personal best". So they took their fish home,the 5 that they got, When they put them together, they had quite a lot!
12: They got cleaned up, had dinner, then they played cards, Down the River its called and boy Dad played hard. But Tim used his dog, who decided to cheat, He looked at Tim's cards, it was Dad that he beat! | The next morning came, out to the pond they all went, To catch much more pike, they knew that it meant. . If they did not catch them, somebody would, And they wouldn't eat and that is not good. They each knew the fact they all tried to conceal, This could be one of their very last meals!
13: So -- all day they ran at a furious clip, While they all saw big Tim cracking his whip! It was Maggie who encouraged, yes it was she, Who sang to the fish and smiled with glee. They waited and waited, the fog was a mess, They both looked at Dad and he wasn't stressed. He knew there were fish, he spoke of a man, Who would appear on the ice, holding a can Then out on the ice there arose such a clatter, Dad came out of the shack to see what's the matter.
14: In fact all the folks on the ice had run out, To the front of Dad's shack to see what the din was about. Then what to their wondering eyes did appear, But a jolly old fisherman holding a beer. | He was dressed all in green, had a pipe in his teeth And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. The 4-wheeler he drove was piled with swag, But also, they saw a peculiar large bag It was clearly marked "Fish" when it came into view And the bag this man carried had a familiar brown hue | FISH
15: In the bag there was perch, blue gill and pike, And even some Walleye that Tim's Dad would like. There was more in the bag, Dad saw paperwork there, The DNR changed the rules, they really did care! | Catch all the fish that you want - no more rules everyone! Fill up your cooler - now that would be fun! A shower of new licenses he then scattered with ease! No more restrictions, and no more fees.
16: There were suggestions on fishing and new project concerns, And all of this paperwork accepting Tim's terms. These presents from this fisherman, you'd hardly believe, He saved them from ruin on that New Year's Eve. The ice fisher's were smiling! everyone cheered! And they thanked the old fisherman with the snowy white beard.
17: They offered him beer, suggested some gin, But the merry old fellow just started to grin. "You're a wonderful bunch but I have to take flight, There are too many fisherman who need me tonight." He mounted his 4-wheeler, across the ice then he flew, But not before shouting "Happy New Year to you!"