Today would’ve been my dad’s 71st birthday (wow, that sounds weird, since he is forever frozen at 53 in my memory). So since he was born on the greenest of holidays, AND because his nickname was Sam, AND because my mom and I once made him this for breakfast on his birthday (with a side of green grits):
I like green eggs and ham!
I do!! I like them, Sam-I-am!
And I would eat them #inaboat!
And I would eat them with a goat… (this makes Billy happy)
And I will eat them in the rain.
And in the dark. And on a train.
And in a car. And in a tree.
They are so good so good you see!
So I will eat them in a box.
And I will eat them with a fox.
And I will eat them in a house.
And I will eat them with a mouse.
And I will eat them here and there.
Say! I will eat them ANYWHERE!
I do so like
green eggs and ham!