Treble Bounty Hooks

Fly, fish, from frets
their rhythmic cousins
are coming by boat
to can can and headstand
you and your friends

Triple's play catches 
only one mouth
by one-jag edge
circumnavigating lips
whose type launched
ten thousand ships

Tongues tip 
waving passers by
schooling larger sharks
countering music
flourishing trumpeters
ensnaring living stomachs:
convictions convinced 
there's no way on
without through