Inspired by the Meezers. We love they enjoy it about ham like we do.
Sliced, spiraled, cubed or shred,
That where all our faces head,
Leave the honey glazes off,
All the pineapple, cloves (we coff)
Leave us just the ham, the precious meat,
Let us sniff and smell and eat.
Those small bits that escape our bowl,
We’ll hunt them down and eat them whole.
We do prefer the Danish kind,
It is not salty, yet divine.
But still the country kind is glee.
We do not taste the salt, you see.
In thanks for all this taste of ham,
I purr before before you (Yes I am).
And until we turkey see,
We will enjoy ham , yessiree.
And if tomorrow brings some duck,
We will not say the slightest “yuck”?
The duck is nice a change of food,
But still ham is the greatest, dood.
So here’s to ham,
May long it be
A food of cat gentility.
So long as ham is food I am,
A cat of deep tranquility!
LC, Ayla, and Iza