Floundering by Rick

I know not why I flounder about
Looking in bushes for fast moving trout
They jump about from leaf to stem
Never stopping for me to see them
I persist in my quest
But it's almost in jest
For even a fool should know
Where the trout don't go
But I see them in there
I swear, I swear
Occasionally I'll even see a pair
Or a flock on a rustling zephyr of air.

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