'Twas the Night Before Bass Opener

'Twas the night before Bass Opener, when all through the house
all the creatures were stirring, especially the spouse.

The lures were tied to the rods with care,
in hopes that Mr. Largemouth would give them a stare.

The anglers were all nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of topwater blowups danced in their heads.

And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my camo cap,
had just settled our brains for a short spring nap.

When from my alarm clock arose such a ringing,
I rose from the bed, hoping my drag would soon be singing.

Away to the vehicle I flew like a flash,
Tore open my coffee and loaded up the 'yak.

The moon on the breast of the glass-like lake,
Gave the luster of mid-day to the largemouth below.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a dawn top-water blowup on my baitcasting gear.

With a fight so lively and swift,
I knew in a moment it must be a monster fish.

More rapid than eagles his jumps they came,
and he splashed, and darted, and surely cursed my name.

Wishing everyone a safe, happy, successful bass season!