Bullhead Barking at You

"Tadpole" Photo taken by Böhringer Friedrich.

I walk these streets of my childhood I’m lurking in the shadows where I ran

 At nights you get use to the sound of the waves

 And the smell of the water most of the time

 There’s a warm summers breeze

And you can see the reflection of the water on the ceiling at night

Author Original uploader was Brian.gratwicke "Channel Catfish

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Author Dwmartin
"Bluegills"

Silver spoon and bluegill catfish in the water

Bullhead too if you like something barking at you

 I can smell a bonfire people burning leaves and someone’s got wood in a potbelly stove It was time to give up my childhood the one thing I never planned

Author Duane Raver (transferred from en.wikimedia.org to commons.wikimedia.org by user:Auriong)
"Bullhead"

 where are all the tadpoles and dogfish gone someone’s got mud and blood on there hands the dogs ran in packs during the days and no one lock there house at night

 Everyone knew everyone else in town and that’s just the way it was

I walk these streets of my childhood and I’m lurking in the shadows

 At nights you get use to the sound of the waves

 And the smell of the water most time

 There’s a warm summers breeze

 

Author Mike Cline
Bowfin or "Dogfish"

And you can see the reflection of the water on the ceiling at night

Silver spoon and bluegill catfish in the water

Bullhead too if you like something barking at you

 I can smell a bonfire people burning leaves and someone’s got wood in a potbelly stove it was time to give up my childhood the one thing that I never planned

Author LiquidGhoul
"tadpole", polliwog

 Where are all the tadpoles and dogfish someone’s got mud and blood on there hands the dogs ran in packs during the days and no one lock there house at night

 Everyone knew everyone else in town and that’s just the way it was