Smoke your fish in grandad’s polished pipe
Unless by accident you caught a pike
Foxes tails are not a brush for hair
Without a tail, a fox will need repair
Herrings caught in Whitby harbour glare
They may be dead but that is their affair
A jellied eel is rarely served today
If you eat one piece then do not say
Bacon. ham and sausages despair
Moses said to eat them was unfair
Can we reverse the process we have used
And make some pigs, if only to amuse
Did smoking food conceal the smell of death
The pig is gone, it’s not holding its breath
Smoking pipes did not keep men alive
Some smoke in their grave. as I have spied
In the end it’s burial or fire
The ashes of the dead are not for hire
