SUSHI AND SAKE (INSPIRED BY DR.SEUSS'S GREEN EGGS AND HAM

Here’s a whimsical reimagining of Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham—rewritten as a sushi and sake-themed parody. It captures the rhythm and rhyme of the original while swapping in Japanese cuisine

Sushi and Sake

(Inspired by Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham)

I am Sam.

Sam-I-am.

Do you like

sushi and sake?

I do not like them,

Sam-I-am.

I do not like

sushi and sake.

Would you try them

in a roll?

With wasabi,

in a bowl?

I would not try them

in a roll.

Not with wasabi,

in a bowl.

I do not like

sushi and sake.

I do not like them,

Sam-I-am.

Would you eat them

at a bar?

Would you taste them

from a jar?

Not at a bar.

Not from a jar.

Not in a roll.

Not in a bowl.

I do not like them

near or far.

I do not like

sushi and sake!

Would you try it

with some soy?

Tempura, too—

Oh what a joy!

Not with soy,

or with a toy!

Not tempura,

not with joy!

I do not like them,

Sam-I-am.

I do not like

sushi and sake!

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