Give A Man A Fish, And He’ll Eat For A Day — Teach A Man To Skarp, And He’ll Skarp Until He Drops Dead From Exhaustion
Way out in the Mid-West there was this fella — fella I wanna tell ya about. Fella by the name of the Carp Hunter. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. The Carp Hunter he called himself the Carp Hunter. Now, the Carp Hunter — he didn’t make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise.