But What of the Ham

Hi, Die Hi to you too Expressions are many But words very few You said, you’re leaving But, never do. You said, you love me, If not me who? You said, I am the reason for your stress You said, you loved him in my favorite dress Yes, yes for thou curious indiscretions are as Rinse able as summers eve and I, am not impressed By your villainous deeds You see the pleasures of a man, are simple as the man Say what you will but, where is my ham? Merry Christmas - Fredrick Scott