Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for October 21, 2009

Not in a box. (I’d have in my head rocks)

Not with a fox. (On it I declare a pox)

Not in a house. (I’d feel like a louse)

Not with a mouse. (Though maybe with souse)

I would not eat them here or there. (the totality of everywhere)

I would not eat them anywhere. (restated, not NOWHERE)

I would not eat green eggs and ham. (I suspect the marketing is some sort of scam)

I do not like them, Sam-I-am. (and in your face, the door I’ll slam)