Thy name be Stank,
your odor is rank,
my wife will never get you.
You've have suffered my noggin,
all the years I've been floggin
the verdant brown waters of carp.
A treasured gift from a carper,
though your look has been sharper,
so too has mine.
While some find you horrific,
The carp know your terrific,
And someday I may even wash you.