From Lucy, one of my favorite Pier Fishing In California message board members.
The Angler's Prayer
Our father, who art in water,
Hallowed be thy fins
Thy children bite, and not take flight
At the sight of the bait we give them.
Give us this day a whopper or two
And forgive us our bragging
As we forgive those who outfish us.
And lead us not into bird’s-nests
But deliver us from the Skunk
For thine is the bent poles, the screaming reels, and the glory
Forever.
Fish on!
A bit of sacrilege with apologies to whomever—
The Angler's Prayer
Our father, who art in water,
Hallowed be thy fins
Thy children bite, and not take flight
At the sight of the bait we give them.
Give us this day a whopper or two
And forgive us our bragging
As we forgive those who outfish us.
And lead us not into bird’s-nests
But deliver us from the Skunk
For thine is the bent poles, the screaming reels, and the glory
Forever.
Fish on!
A bit of sacrilege with apologies to whomever—