Lunch With Sam I Am

A Poem by WintersChild

Lunch With Sam I Am

I got a call from Sam I Am,
he invited me to some eggs & ham,
this time the eggs would be a blue,
cause blue is the color he wanted to do.

He said "now dont make me wait."
I said "but Sam, I'm always late!"
Sam then said "this time you wont"
cause I'm sending you a billy goat.

When the billy goat arrived,
I climbed on top to get my ride,
over hills and dusty trails
the goat and I told many tales.

We arrived at 12 on the very dot,
Sam was taking the ham out of the pot,
he turned and asked as nice as punch,
are you ready for my lovely lunch?

I sat down at the table for two,
and looked upon my eggs of blue,
a lovely color, a kind of blue ecru
sitting atop a plate of pink bamboo.

"Should we eat them here or there",
and I pointed to the checkered stair,
"we should not eat them on checkered stair,
cause blue and checkered do not make a pair."

"We shall eat them, I think, right here,
cause here is where we are the closest to near",
so he pulled out a chair for me
cause Sam is as polite as polite can be.

We talked and supped and supped and talked
then he took me home by way of walk
tipped his hat and said goodnight
I crawled in bed and turned out the light.

Sleep Tight
©Jackie Edenshaw~03/2008