The trouts a fish of splendor,
Of colour and delight,
He's velvet smooth and slender,
And full of pluck and fight.
He's fished for by the angler,
With rod reel line and fly,
In lochs and lakes and chalk streams,
The Severn and the Wye,
He's hard to catch and wily,
Even when he's hooked,
But he tastes quite delicious,
After being cooked.
Rupert Summer 54
Of colour and delight,
He's velvet smooth and slender,
And full of pluck and fight.
He's fished for by the angler,
With rod reel line and fly,
In lochs and lakes and chalk streams,
The Severn and the Wye,
He's hard to catch and wily,
Even when he's hooked,
But he tastes quite delicious,
After being cooked.
Rupert Summer 54