Please write a poem about a fat man sitting on a weak plastic chair while fishing

[BB's Pupper is sick again]

I sat upon a plastic chair
fishing for Walleye without a care
a tug on the line I thought was a fish
how was I to know I'd not get my wish
I felt a give and then a crash
OMG there's a chair leg up my azz
not one to be beaten by a small fright
I reeled in my fish screaming "I got a bite".

Hey Buk, Mrs. Buk and Ma! Smooooooooooooch!

[§ Baby's Blues Rock §]

While sitting there upon his chair
the fat man drifted..as his lure..
caught upon a rock beneath
the surface dangling there

a snort erupted from his face
he jumped a bit and crash
the chair collapsed beneath his @ss
a leg wedged in his cheeks, displaced

as in a pile he contemplates
he yells and screams I got a bite
and with his line begins to fight,
he never hesitates...

Lake Minnesota gurgles laughs
a sight this must have been
....alas do you remember when?
while reading fat mans epitaphs

[Papa McCain]

fat man sits
plastic chair splits
woken in a fright
screams "I gotta bite!"
a painful gasp
"I gotta chair up my @$$!"
walleye laughs at fisherman's plight
a flip of tail he's out of sight...
Minnesota

[§ Baby's Blues Rock §]

While sitting there upon his chair
the fat man drifted..as his lure..
caught upon a rock beneath
the surface dangling there

a snort erupted from his face
he jumped a bit and crash
the chair collapsed beneath his @ss
a leg wedged in his cheeks, displaced

as in a pile he contemplates
he yells and screams I got a bite
and with his line begins to fight,
he never hesitates...

Lake Minnesota gurgles laughs
a sight this must have been
....alas do you remember when?
while reading fat mans epitaphs

[hp...I can eat you]

and there he sat
a man so fat
wetting a line without care

on a cool 'Sota morning
with no warning
the bottom fell out of his chair

down he went
hot coffee sent
dropping him to the grass

his pole did not break
but he felt the ache
as he landed on his azz

what was not not seen
as he hit the green
was an ungodly sight

the plastic piece
that found his crease
as he yelled "I got a bite"

he reeled in line
and rolled in pain
as the walleye got away

the man smiled after
ma cried in laughter
on this fine Minnesota day