Pike and Carp Clasp and Hasp Jawels

Both fish are used as repast treat
You may not know the jaws are also great
When you scale them, gut them, and fillet
Hand them to me, I have a surprising tale

Bastards bite me, in no peace fishing at night
I feared the lips of those helmeted teeps as
Thinking Im a fly! But as the bastards clamped
My leggings it made my pants fit snug tight

Both fish have given me a new look
No leakin' water around the private nook
That old idea they up and they took
I left that under a rock near a babbling brook

Give me the hasp jaw of the pike and carp
I'll take those pantlegs onto the market art!
All I do to the fish heads is juggle dead flies in their milky dead deep black eyes
Brand me the Baron of Fish and the puppet of flies
The pants tugging me tight with fresh or not so fresh smell of the ocean's receipt
That's a guarantee that nothing will crawl in including ticks and fleas