Ode to spam
Oh, spam,
No Ham I am
But in third grade
I ate green eggs
And thought it
Was the best thing ever
And now can’t
Eat ham and eggs
without the strange
Memories of third grade
No this is not
About Ham I am
Even tho
I love spam
And I don’t care
What anyone thinks
I love my spam
My mom would give me a look
When I would order
My spam musubis
I heard people say
With great disdain
Oh God Spam!
They must never had
spam musubis
Or grew up in the MPK
For me spam musubis
Is fill with love,
Summers, baseball,
Shaved ice, hot sauce,
Girls of my youth,
My first crew,
My first lei
Hot Box
Peach schnapps
Hawaii Ice tea
Pineapples bongs,
Dust old books
Shakas Steven and
Free musubis
When I was a dharma bum
So I don’t care I love
my spam n' eggs
But this is
Not About
Ham I am
Even tho I love
my spam
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