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)