with audio by Jordon Hodges
Strik was the baddest fish ever to swim,
Barracudas and sharks steered well clear of him.
If ever you face the monster of Loch Ness,
Mention Strik and he’ll flee with no second guess.
Tahr –greatest fisherman ever to cast,
Hooked every whopper from here to Belfast.
Ask whomever you’d like, back on dry land,
Tahr he was born fishing rod in his hand.
Trust when I tell you the whole ocean knew it,
When Strik found Tahr’s hook and bit down into it.
Tahr, he fought harder than Achilles at Troy,
His anchor and boat dragged around like a toy.
If Strik could speak, he’d have but one vow to quote,
That no man would hoist his fins into a boat.
Tidal waves covered islands up past their trees,
As Tahr struggled to bring mighty Strik to his knees.
How that battle ended I wish I could say,
But Tahr is still fighting ol’ Strik to this day.
Some they will tell you, that it’s not a lie,
Strik lifted Tahr’s boat up into the sky.
Others will swear, commoners, even czars,
That Tahr and Strik lifted up into the stars.
