Hogwash and Balderdash

Hogwash and Balderdash Chickens from the pen Are coming down the rivers Of Salafessien Picking out fish bones On unstable rafts Checking every angle Every foliage gap "I can't keep this speed The sun's too much" "Balderdash settle! You've just lost the touch" This Hogwash he stood And he licked fingers clean While mocking his comrades Admits to defeat He kicked, he scolded Pulled on low cheeks Hogwash and Balderdash Chickens from the pen Surveying the beaches Of Salafessien Picking out the pebbles And throwing them ashore Checking every second For men of the law Hogwash stops and stares at the floor "From where comes this stench that can't be ignored?" Lucky for Balder his sweat escapes view This being the origin of the aromatic stew Which led to the following bellow of "Phew" With his right on his nose, Hog's left hand claps Balder Across his bare scalp as if to extract His brain, thought submissive, that inside grows bolder