The Can And The Can Nots

Dont tell her about expiration dates  
it's a scam the government created  
to make you throw away good food.  
"if it tastes like tin, throw it in the bin"  
other than that she's gonna eat it.  

I find myself pretending to eat, mashing  
it all together trying to make it appear  
smaller, rolling things in my napkin, then  
figuring out I've run out of hiding spots,  
now it's time to fake heartburn and ask  
for an antacid and Cling-wrap for my  
plate.  
 
Then suddenly I hop on to the  
dinning room table and start kicking  
the side dishes across the room and  
break out into a song  
 
 
Wham-bam no thank you ma'am  
don't want no food from a tin can,  
peas, carrots, ewww tomatoes,  
shes even got a can of German potatoes  
potted meats, disgusting spam,  
vienna sausages, cubed ham,  
tuna, mackeral, 50 cans of sardines  
it's the depression in her pantry.  
Wham-bam no thank you ma'am,  
don't want no food from a tin can.