A bug lies in quiet repose;
when he passed no one knows.
Did he suffer, was he pained?
Before he died, was knowledge gained?
Were all life鈥檚 pressures much too great.
To put upon so small a weight?
Although not one for pessimism,
I think he died of journalism!
Specialties: The codfish lays ten thousand eggs.
The homely hen lays one.
Codfish never cackles to tell you what she has done.
And so we scorn the codfish,
while the humble hen we prize,
which only goes to show you that it pays to advertise!
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