An Ode to the Christmas Ham
The fridge is full of Christmas Ham,
There's no room there for beef or lamb.
We've kilos of the stuff to eat,
Have some for brekkie....it's my treat.
Now how about a ham cheese roll,
Perhaps some shredded in a bowl.
I'll slice some up...have it for brunch,
Then pack a sandwich for your lunch.
I'll add some to a jatz....you'll see,
It's just the thing for morning tea.
Then later on this afternoon,
I'll feed you some from off a spoon.
Then a pizza topped with ham for dinner,
Is bound to be a sure fire winner.
I'll add some to a quiche tomorrow,
Then put some in a snack to follow.
I'll slice some then...it's just like bacon,
have it with eggs...it won't be faking.
In fritters, hash browns, omelettes...more,
Just keep on eating...there's ham galore.
Then when our blood pressure starts to zoom,
From all the salty meat consumed.
And the Doctor gasps at our fast heart rate,
We'll tell him "Doctor, just one more plate"
We cannot waste our Christmas Ham,
It cost 7 bucks per thousand grams.
History is currently repeating itself and … unlike a laboratory rat … I have learnt absolutely nothing from my past experiences.