Spam, spam, spam What exactly is this spam? Is it meat, or is it not? Do you eat it? Or do you not? Do you like it cold? Or better hot? Spam, spam, spam In a can, not like ham What a sham, what a scam What exactly is this Spam? Could it know who I am? Or beat me at my own exam? Did it come from outer space? Or grow up here, in a nearer place? Served on a platter or in a pot Served anywhere, you have a shot Maybe milk helps it go down Hard to chew without a sound — so profound I know what Else I need I need to eat I need to feed So let’s pick it up… Some post haste speed Spare me, man, some spare meat ham It’s been around, oh yes indeed (savvy) Spam sure is something — So I’ve decreed One last thing Before I end — Ask yourself: Is spam your friend?