Going Hungry--Where's the Food Gone?

“The codfish lays ten thousand eggs, The homely hen lays one; The codfish never cackles, To tell you when she's done; And so we scorn the codfish, While the humble hen we prize; Which only goes to show you, That it pays to advertise”

What the hell is meant by that last bit anyways? Hmmm thats a lot of baby cod running around everywhere. Nice for stew. yadda yadda.

A bientot