Wednesday, June 24, 2009

BONUS SONNET: In Which I Celebrate The Enterprising Spirit Of A Chinese Fisherman

In Chongqing, China lives a fisherman
Who paid attention to his history,
Knew of a river that, when this began
Flowed crossed rather than underground. You see,
The local government had bombed a hill
To pave a road, and now the river runs
Deep underground, stayed hidden, or until
Li Huiyan made a plan, scared up some funds
And paid his pals to dig a great, deep hole.
His kitchen floor now gives Huiyan access
To easy money; just add fishing pole,
Or if there's insufficient line, some nets.
The fishery may be fifty feet down.
Commuting is a breeze, though: just don't drown.

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