I have a tale to tell, of a righteous young boy
Who stumbled upon a dastardly ploy.
Overheard rodmen say something like this:
“That imitation crab is really just fish!”

The boy’s love for seafood, was well renowned
To hear of this fraud must be stopped, here and now
He swore, did this child, once he was of age
He’d find those fishmongers, and end this outrage.

He took up his school’n, learned to write and to read
Found map charting skills he would need to succeed
He’d travel vast waters and with no regrets,
Put an end to this madness, of pollak filled nets

Despite his foul stench and his tenacity,
He’s friends to you, and he’s friends to the sea.
He travels through oceans, ever so macho.
It’s the tale of the voyage of Captain Muchachoooooooo

As he plotted his ploy, he learned greater things
Baby carrots are carrots, that’s just market-ing.
Juice boxes lack juice, and that garden burger sir, has no meat within!
There’s no ham in hamburger!

Fast forward some years, and not long ago.
Muchacho at the helm, first mate “Enemigo”.
Found themselves floating on the great Bering Sea,
On a paddle boat from Lowes they’d sneak on the scene.

Tide flowing out, ocean black opal
Cold and paddling hard, Muchacho was hopeful,
They’d reach the place, where damned pollack spawn
He’d take dynamite, blow them up, blood red dawn!

But before they could find, this location of fate,
The wind picked up fierce, blew the dinghy with hate.
Muchacho and crew, Enemigo by his side,
Were thrown from starboard, and they sank, and they died.

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