This is a poem I wrote in '95 about the cooks choice of menu items on deployment. It seemed that we had an abundance of ham and cheese since they put it out for every meal, ham and cheese omlettes, ham and cheese sandwiches, ham and cheese in potatoes, ham in just about every way you could imagine it being served and some you would not even begin to believe. I remember at the end of deployment awards ceremony the MS Chief (they are CS's now) got a NAM and we called it the NAM for Ham. Anyway, here it goes, enjoy...
Pink and greasy
Sometimes green
Like the bread
It sits between
Yellow nasty
Sticky pile
It's been there
For quite awhile
Ketchup, mustard
Dijonaise
Hide the flavor
Many ways
Breakfast, dinner
Midrats, lunch
Boy we sure did
Load a bunch
When we get home
I'll say "Dear please
Do not fix me
Ham and Cheese"
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Man, these are great.
It's times like these that I wish I were marginally more creative.
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