The name is Sam, is Sam I Am,
As I am Sam, and Sam I am.
I come from a place called District Three
And have lived my life happy and free.
Sadly, I was chosen for these games of hunger,
And soon will join the dead, like William Pitt the Younger.
But before the trumpets call to begin this sham,
I will stand here proud and talk to you, as a man.
I have one task, and it I shall do,
To feed green eggs and ham to you, you and you,
Because before we are killed in these sorrowful trials,
Together, our tastes should experience smiles.
"But I will not eat the green eggs and ham,
I refuse to touch your food, Sam I Am.
For I am the bravest from District Seven
And I shall fend for myself, or stand tall in Heaven."
"And I, a tribute from District Eight,
Do not need you as a friend or as a mate.
I do not want your vile eggs and ham,
I too will refuse, Sam I Am."
My friends, my friends, you do not know
The taste sensation I offer you so.
Please take just one small bite, in harmony,
With me, the humble one, from District Three.
For if you will not eat my ham in a trunk,
Or if you will not taste my eggs near a skunk,
Surely you will eat them here with me,
As one last show of solidarity.
"I am a friend from district twelve,
And all my feelings I shall shelve.
Your ham and eggs look so vile, they do,
I would normally tell them to go, to shoo.
But my friends, listen here, and listen fast,
Soon the flag will fly for us at half mast.
So let us participate, hand in hand,
In this feast, be it canned or be it grand.
For our sweet friend from District Three,
Wishes to treat us, before our dark destiny.
So let us thank him for his kind gift,
And, for a minute, break down this rift."
I am Sam and Sam I Am I am,
I see you agreeing about eating my ham.
So here you are, my friends, please have a taste,
There's one minute before we start, so eat in haste.
Some ham for you and egg for you,
And ham and egg for you, and you and you.
I really hope you enjoy this feast I give,
It may be green, but it will make your bodies live.
Now we must stand in position, you see,
As the trumpet will sound in five, four three,
It was nice to share this moment with you all,
Before the beginning of the pain and maul.
The trumpet has sounded, but you all look pale,
You're all just standing there, do you wish to fail?
Why have you fallen, the men from five and seven?
The girl from eight and the woman from eleven?
Probably because you ate my eggs and ham,
And I am Sam and Sam I am I am!
This whole affair has been a scam,
I poisoned you all. Victorious I am!