Green eggs and ham again today?
I’m wishing I could run away
But my duck feet just hop on pop
With cats in hats and fox in socks.
I’m sick of counting colored fish,
But no Grinch here will grant my wish
To free me from being enslaved
In this land of too many Daves.
Of all the places I could go,
Why am I here? I’d
like to know.
I cannot wrap my tongue around
Such twisting vortices of sound,
But now I fear there is no use...
I am in hell with Dr. Seuss!