Come and Find Me In My Solitude
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My mistress lovingly prepared me
She gave me so much attention
Smothering me in butter
Then lashings of egg mayonnaise filling
I was surrounded on the plate by my fellow sandwiches
Cheese and tomato, ham and mustard and tuna and sweetcorn
There was a little salad relish too
Oh we looked so tempting … in fact good enough to eat
One by one my brothers disappeared
Until I was the only sandwich left on the plate
Over time my shoulders started to curl up a little
I had tried so hard to look alluring
At the end of the party I remained alone…
Why is it there is always ONE item of food left on a party plate
And why did it have to be ME?
Next time you attend a party do think of the feelings of the poor solitary sandwich or sausage roll as there is always just one left
Come and find me in my solitude Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose received an N/A
Submitted to Screwed XV
Sponsored by Rob Carmack
12~03~16
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2016
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