Sonnet for Synchronicity? and Spam


There’s meat: beef, pork, deer and such. Then there’s Spam

What frightful twist of mind play leads to blank

Thinking? Why such a perversion of ham?

the rank result of a failure to spank

A child with thoughts dimmed by the rodeo

Clown’s one too many kicks? His book

For Cooks with a love for Tokyo

Oddities? 3 headed dogs? Hits he took

from perhaps some other Fowl minded bird?

I only know no Spam is served at my table

Even if your name is Henry the Third

And you threaten me with a death fable

No matter how much you beg or implore.

I will eat no product swept off the floor