Because of the situation I guess Seems a tree stump was best. No fancy tablecloths were to be found On most occasions we ate on the ground.
A feast of beans and franks Was number one, if one was to rank. Maybe a can of peaches and a can of pound cake To have a feast, from two or three meals one would have to take.
Sometimes there would be green eggs and ham If you think I’m kidding, I’m not; I had rather have had Spam. The dinner table of choice was a place to sit With time after the meal with cigarette lit.
Most all will remember the cigarettes in the pack Maybe some gum upon which to snack. Toilet paper and that is about all Couldn’t run down to the mall.
But I remember those dinner tables of long ago And of the friends and brothers that we used to know. Looking back on those time past Those memories will last and last.
No linen or fine silverware had we But fighting, we thought, so our family could be free. Those meals were good at the time, But now I’ll take momma’s cooking anytime.
