I want it all for myself since there's fish on da shelf below
My lips are sealed; the fish amendment can't peel this tongue
I want nobody to know since I hold the keys to the dough
I brag on the board but no advise is your reward
Your reports are fine; I read them all of the time
There are fish in your creel but not because I can share
Now if I told you where to go; your hook a magnet will flow
Just drop that hook down below you know it's easy to show
I know it's not true just because I tell you where to go
That your guaranteed fish just because I told you where to go
What's the morale of this you ask since you don't know!
You're on iceshanty now and you really really don't know?
Well here it comes boys so get ready for the show
Why are you here anyway that's what I want to know?
For reports and conditions and places to fish you want to go!
So the "secret spot" boys is really really for all to know!
If this ain't your thing then your conscience will say; don't show
But then to your discredit and beating your chest you will go!
Poem for the "secret" boys.
