Amazing Cod
How sweet the taste
That fed a hobo like me
I ate each bit
Not a one to waste
And now I am full as can be
Twas Cod that taught
My loins to yearn
And girls my loins releived
80 bucks an hour
Those girls did earn
So joy I could concieve
Through many dangers
Toils and snares
I have already come
'Tis Cod that brought
Me frow here to there
And Cod will bring me home
When I've been here
Quite a bit more time
I'll know many more things
But I know now
That this one rhyme
Will not be one I sing
Translated from Christian to Codite by none other than Four Score the Patron Saint in Training of the Quidnunc
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