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Sandwich

by Phyllis Holt 2 years ago in surreal poetry
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Food - Poetry

Sandwich

For some a sandwich is not a meal

It holds you over until something real

Others see it as very special

Two pieces of bread on which to nestle

A mighty combo piled so high

A bevy of food stacked on rye

Deli shops will have your mouth water

The aroma hits your nostrils and in you saunter

Choices so delicious and fresh

It’s difficult to know what’s best

Ah tomorrow’s another day

In which to try another entree

For now I consume that so delicious

A mouthful of joy nothing capricious

Heaven captured on bread

Oh and add a little spread.

surreal poetry

About the author

Phyllis Holt

A Self Published eBook Novelist - Blog & Reviews of Books, Films, Authors & Music since 2016. Writer, Humorist, Cheesecake lover, and cat enthusiast.

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