Mustache Sandwiches Please
Mustache sandwiches if you please
I am confused but a second
Then I jump on the band wagon
What about mouse whisker sandwiches?
Mortified muffin sandwiches?
Meager mayonnaise sandwiches?
Now to turn this into a poem somehow.
I sit and stare as a marigold sandwich takes a bite out of my leg.
That works I think.
Writing it down.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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