Haiku for the well-mannered cod
Following the 5-7-5 format (if that's correct)

Please give me a fuck
Just one each and ev'ry night
I'll blow you away

Love, please pick my nose
Methinks my breath is lost here
Gold clogs up the caves

O my weathered socks!
Cursed by newfangled ones-
Your toes' sweat smells sweet!

Fecal matter rots
Away in your perfumed room
And becomes lotion

Do you see this wart?
Your say: O, what lovely shade!
It's tonight's dinner.