Ethelred Unraed's Journal: [Mini-Meme] Ode to Sam and Spam

(Continued from this investigation of Sam's past, and Sam's evasive answer.)

Tell me, Sam, you Man of Ham,
What makes you think you're not the sham
Who pesters us with cans of SPAM
At the stroke of midnight, Sam I Am?
Pork and shoulder, what a boulder
Of jellied muck! I coulda told her
That you'd have filled this folder
With Butcher'd acts, while we smolder
From the plague of SPAM. Gottdamn! Went
I, with a sigh of discontent
At the gelatin mucous
Seeping o'er us
All because
You says
You's the Sam I Am.

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This Journal is getting silly. I order this Journal not to get silly again. Right!

Kick it East Coast Styleeee!

[curtisk]

Far East that is:

Waning Summertime

Evasive Identity

Butcher Illusion

Or this . . .

[annielaurie]

A musing from last fall [slashdot.org]

I could not resist this yammer ....

[OldHawk777]

I wonder, I ponder, Who is this Damn Sam?
Why would he like green eggs and spam?
I remember a Persian camel-back riding Sam,
but that Sam would never touch or eat spam.

Does Ethelred eat green eggs and spam?
Does he eat green eggs and spam with Sam?
Would he eat green eggs and spam with Jam?
Might he eat green eggs and spam with Jam and Sam?
If he did would he be a ..., I mean, if he did eat Sam
and Jam with green eggs and spam, could he be Republican?

NOT POSSIBLE, Sam and EthelRed ..., nope ... no-way ...?

Let's