Credits are credits, and caches are caches.
Writing this poem was a pain. In the ashes
of palm tree leaves lies a thick bud
with an answer for a cancerous Stick in the Mud.
A Stick in the Mud chews their cud. Sacred cows
worth their own salt really ought to share plows.
Plow pulling cows chewing cud really should
know when to blow and to suck. Both are good.
Suck on a joint. Here's the point. Now's the time