Hamantha

Life’s extension lottery
Kind to some, but not duly
Born with a rare and sad disease
She grew a ham where her head should be

Flowing hair, she was a cutie pie
Meaty face and a lovely eye
Her dream was to be a famous star
But at the rate she was goin’, she wasn’t going fa-a-ar

Hamantha, Hamantha
You were impossible to ignore
Hamantha, Hamantha
So greedy we wanted more

(Oh no!)

Her father was a simple man (Duh!)
He wanted to help, “in any way that I can!”
Home from school, he watched his daughter cry
In the yard, he cursed God and fired at the sky

Flowing hair, she was a cutie pie
Meaty face and a lovely eye
Her dreams in the sky, her father felt her pain
And as he shot at the clouds, it began to rain

Hamantha, Hamantha
You were impossible to ignore
Hamantha, Hamantha
So greedy we wanted more

Got a call from the doctor
He had some amazing news for her
He just developed a cure
If she hurried over now, he’d try it out on her
Burst out the door, she was beaming
Among the raindrops her happy tears were streaming
Finally freed from her pain
But something else fell with the rain
A stray bullet shot by her father
Aimlessly nested inside her
She fell to the the sidewalk, now empty
Of the life which once christened her body

Flowing hair, she was a cutie pie
Meaty face and a lovely eye
At her time of death, the doc said “time to eat!”
So we took a bite out of her face meat

Hamantha, Hamantha
You were impossible to ignore (La-la-la…)
Hamantha, Hamantha
So greedy we wanted more

Soaring infinitely through space
Hamantha’s soul was graced
With a glance of our humble planet
At which she was amazed
The news of her untimely death
Had spread out near and far
And through her soul, the truth was whole
Her dream had crossed the bar
Hamantha had become a star
Hamantha was finally a star
Hamantha had become a star
Hamantha was finally a star