<div class="line">We went to a river, my dad and I,</div>
<div class="line">there were bumps on the way.</div>
<div class="line">First I caught a carp</div>
<div class="line">with a marshmallow.</div>
<div class="line">Then it stole my line and went swimming away.</div>
<div class="line">My dad caught him again.</div>
<div class="line">It was the same carp.</div>
<div class="line">I know, because it had my hook in its mouth.</div>
<div class="line">We don’t eat carp,</div>
<div class="line">so I put it back.</div>
<div class="line">It was super big.</div>
<div class="line">Then I caught a trout.</div>
<div class="line">We took the bones out of it …</div>
<div class="line">and my dad ate it.</div>
<div class="line">I didn’t try it, because</div>
<div class="line">I didn’t feel like trying it.</div>
<div class="line">We walked down a trail,</div>
<div class="line">and I saw horse poop.</div>
<div class="line">Horses poop where they want to poop.</div>


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