Tom Bell's a Ham

Tom Bell’s a ham 

That Tom Bell he’s a ham 
Making us laugh 
Happy as a clam 
He reminders me of a joker jumping in front of 
The queen 
Oh the laughter 
What a scene
Springs in his socks 
So silly the way he talks 
Peanut butter in his pocket
There he goes up like a rocket 
That Tom Bell he’s a ham 
I wonder does he likes green eggs 
With his Spam?
He must, in his kitchen cooking
I was thinking is he good looking?
Lanes and games in his writings 
Oh they put us to shame
Do you think he’s insane?
I know he's got time on his hands 
His poor wife and all the demands 
That Tom Bell he’s a ham
I think we should roast him 
Like a lamb!

(Dedicated to Tom Bell all in good fun)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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