Robert W4RL recites the Mullet Creed while Dick, W5YSA and Charles K4QZO prepare the feast.

(To be said with heads bowed but eyes and mouths wide open before we devour our mascot)

          Nor let the Muse, in her award of fame,
          Illustrious perch, unnoticed pass thy claim;
          Prince of the prickly cohort, bred in lakes
          To feast our boards, what sapid boneless flakes
          Thy solid flesh supplies!  Though river-fed,
          No daintier fish in ocean's pastures bred
          Swims thy compeer; scarce mullet may compete
          With thee for fiber firm and flavor sweet
          AUSONIUS (C.385)

Note:  Ausonius ain't paid his dues in a while, but we still like his writ'uns.