Thursday, January 21, 2010
#10. memories from my childhood.
Sandwich, oh my sandwich.
I would never switch
You with another
Because you're like no other
There is a reason why
You make me sigh
With content, which implies
You're better than McDonald's apple pies!
Tender slices of Wonderbread
Smothered with delicious jelly spread
My, oh my.
Why, oh why,
Is my sandwich so nice?
I couldn't even replace it with rice.
Speaking of which, the market price
Has augmented, which makes me think twice
Before buying my daily rice.
But whatever,
For the rest of my life, my sandwich can suffice forever.
Ow, I have just hit my shin.
I hope I did not bruise my skin,
Which would fill my insides with chagrin.
I wish I was made out of tin.
But then I could not eat my sandwich,
And that makes me twitch.
Sandwich, I love you.
Without you, my life is blue.
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