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Vince and the Pacu
The story's told of bygone days, Of a man named Vince with his soul ablaze, While the hearts of animals far and near Were filled with abject dread and fear. The best these beasts could do was run, For Vince had planned to eat every one. Yes, he planned to eat every one, Rare, medium, or well-done. He ate not just chicken, pork, and beef, But an assortment of animals beyond belief. He didn't stop at goat, or lamb or duck - Why, any animal might be out of luck. He sometimes dined on rabbit stew, And the legs of frogs, he ate them too. Yes, the legs of frogs he ate them too. What would the animals do? And then upon one fearful, fateful day, Vince to his appetite did obey. So, he placed the fish he caught with a hook In a fiery pan, after just one look - But, this fish was more than he bargained for. Yes, this pacu meant to even the score. He wouldn't be turned to gore. No, he wouldn’t be turned to gore. As soon as the pan was heated up, This fish upon his tail stood up, His bulging eyes in fury displayed, His frothing mouth in a mad tirade, Said that at this fiery battle's end, To the devil he hoped Vince he'd send, And one of them would to Hell descend - Yes, one to Hell descend. After the kicks and the punches flew, Who remained among these two? I’d like to tell you but I can’t disclose, Simply because nobody knows. Some say Vince roams the hills with a wild-eyed look And a knife in his mouth and a fish cookbook, But the fish I’ve spoken to say, "look And find your answer in yonder brook".
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