Rotten Ham
Evan Van Walk
What do you do?
When it's days after easter
Leftovers from the feaster
Rotten in the cold chamber
What do you do?
Not enough for split pea soup
Not enough to feed the troupe
How abhorrent can this stoop?
Rotten ham!
Decaying away!
Spotting flesh decay
Abandons sweetened smell
Honey-roasted ass
With the mold is straight from hell!
Rotten ham!
All my hopes and dreams
Come crashing down in brutal toil
Nothing left to do
When rotten ham has all but soiled
Rotten ham!
All I see is misery
Acrid stench is here to stay
All I see is misery
Can't make soup in disarray
When it's days after easter
Leftovers from the feaster
Rotten in the cold chanber
What do you do?
Not enough for split pea soup
Not enough to feed the troupe
How abhorrent can this stoop?
Rotten ham!