Answer:
you hold my tail while I fish for you
I stink in living but when dead smells good.
I go up and I go down, towards the sky and the ground. Iβm present and past tense too, letβs go for a ride, me and you. What am I?
I start in little but I end in full you'll find me in half and complete.
The more holes you cover the lower I go.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.