What kind of fool would eat a Carp?
Even though their teeth aren't very sharp.
In fact, they have no teeth at all,
Wether they're large, or very small.
A Carp will make your stomach turn,
Your innards will just start to churn.
Even a small bite is hard to eat,
Hand it off to the cat, like a good little cheat.
A Carp is dressed in golden mail,
He'll put up a good fight, it never fails.
If you catch a Carp it's quite a feat,
It's just that, he's not good to eat.
Take out you hook, and set him free,
Put him back in the water and let him be.
He'll give you sport another day,
Just make sure you let him go his way.
Then like a good general retreat,
Because he's not very good to eat.
9,26/10 Alton Texas
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