I got a pen that lets me fish
And whitey’s on the moon.
It’s got push button line release
And whitey’s on the moon.
It’s made by Coleman, that’s a fact
But not the one who plays the sax
A solid brass reel hooks on the back
Lures, hooks and weights come in a pack
The alloy rod is super strong
And whitey’s on the moon.
The carrying case is all nylon
And whitey’s on the moon.
It’s three feet long when it’s extended
Then when you’re done it’s just eight inches
Too bad you can’t eat what you’ve caught
Cause whitey’s license you ain’t bought
No instruction manual taught
‘Bout whitey on the moon.
I bet whitey got a B.O.C.
Though he was on the moon.
This woot off’s done as done can be
Whitey’s still on the moon
This fishing pen ain’t just a toy
My plan now fills my heart with joy
I think I’ll cook up some’a his koi
While whitey’s
On the moon.

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