April 30th - Steamed Hams

Nine of Spades - Steamed Hams

Steamed Hams But It's An Elizabethan Sonnet

The entrance of my lord leaves me abashed

But sated soon he’ll be by luncheon grand

Ye Gods! My special roast is turned to ash

Yet yonder dive ignites a cunning plan

(musical break)

My reckless tongue declares I’ll serve steamed clams

When Chalmers comes inquiring o’er the smoke

With ostentatious plating of Steamed Hams

I misdirect him trying not to choke

My lies proliferate beneath his gaze

I use my humdrum manner as a ballast

When Chalmers sees my kitchen all ablaze

I tell him it’s Aurora Borealis

Though Seymour you strike me an offbeat man

I must declare you steam a damn good ham

Smell you jerks later!