Caught in the Act of Sport Fishing

A poem about enjoying fishing - a rhyming poem.

Let's grab your gear, go out and about -
Quite simply put, we shall erase any doubt;
Cast out those lines with bait on our hooks
And try to catch a keeper, by measuring, not looks...

Lots of little ones which none of us keeps;
Huge fines are levied if the game warden peeps.
But so many tries yield very few fish
On many a day, despite how we all wish.

But often the act of attempting sport fishing
Is more than a circus of just hoping and wishing;
There's big fish a plenty on many a day -
Just try for yourself and they, too, come your way!

A journey of fun and adventure for years,
On many a shoreline, vessel, and piers;
This time is for pleasure and gamely rewards,
But lots of head-scratching, flinching of gourds...