My dear friend, Mr. Gustav BenJava, gave me this little poem to publish on the internet. I don't know why the poor old fool can't publish his stuff himself. Or better still, find some unsuspecting New York Publishing house to publish it. But I digress. Here's "Green Gin and Ham" (sub-title appears at the very end so as not to be a "spoiler". ~ basil
Green Gin and Ham
I eat gin and ham for breakfast
though some don't think it right;
but I'm an interstellar cowboy
getting ready for his flight.
They say don't drink alone
and that I surely wouldn't do
for I drink my gin with Roses
lime cordial in it too.
And surely I'd turn an eye or two
having breakfast at 2 AM;
Don't know if that is worse, or
that after breakfast I turn in.
Gin and ham it is for me
my breakfast every time
and then I sail into the reaches of space
and I do it with a rhyme.
Green Gin and Ham
(an ode upon the Gimlet)
by Gustav BenJava, (c) 2006 Gustav BenJava
