Endless and open, Blue stretches to greet the sky, Whispers of no end.

Big and wide, view from cities’ outside. Float and dive, dry, but count out a tide. Colors divine, ‘neath the cotton disguise. Particularly at the rise and fall of life’s eye.

I sit for hours pretending it’s fun, Talking to worms while baking in sun. Patience is key, snacks are wishing. What am I?

Teach a someone to use this and you'll feed them for a lifetime. Use it from a boat, a pier or any place related to maritime. A little bait and you'll reel Until a tug, a bite you feel.

Arr matey, on land it sails, A prickly vessel with no gales. Tiny legs dash, Through shrub and ash. Tis no ship, but spikes it unveils!