I WHACKED MY FISH, AND FRIED THEM UP LIKE MAMA DID

I use to fish with a cane pole, and whacked the fish in the head, real fast,

I scooped them up quick, into my net, because their concussion wouldn't last,

I whacked them again, in the head,

I made sure they were pretty dead,

The fillets, I fried in bacon grease; just like mama did in the past.

MY CROC, PUT HIS FACE IN THE POT, AND SMILED

Mommy intervened,  and she made me take a time-out nap, for a while,

Because I was feuding, using ball bats, with my pet, stuffed crocodile,

Call me chubby, and lazy,

But, my crock is so, crazy,

All night, his head was in the toilet, I pulled him out; he had a smile.