From the Catfisher’s Prayer Book | “Biggie”

A lady friend of mine wrote this poem about man-sized catfish below the dam:

Every town has a legend or myth
That locals are familiar with.
Ours is more truth than myth,
‘Bout a man-sized fish named Biggie.

That in the waters around here
Is a creature that strikes fear
When the story reaches the ear
Of a man-sized fish named Biggie.

A puppy wandered too close to the lake—
I’ll spare the details for your sake—
But a tail was all that remained in the wake
Of a man-sized fish named Biggie.

One day, to the lake a stranger came.
No one even knew his name.
He made clear his single aim:
The man-sized fish name Biggie.

I heard this from a trusted source:
A battle raged, force against force.
No one knows what happened, of course,
‘Cept the man-sized fish named Biggie.

The folks still yearned throughout the years
For a hero who’d be met with cheers,
For someone to set aside his fears
Of a man-sized fish named Biggie.

At last Damon had his say
And boldly stepped into the fray.
He said I’ll use my secret way
On a man-sized fish named Biggie.

And when the struggle was complete
The giant lay crushed at Damon’s feet.
And so it seemed it was defeat
For a man-sized fish named Biggie.

But the foe was thrown into the water
So that some other son or daughter
Could once again pull from the water
A man-sized fish named Biggie.

~a lady friend named Misty.