Pastrami On Rye
Went to a deli
And piled way up high
Was the sandwich I ordered –
Pastrami on rye.
I slathered on mustard
And savored each bite
Along with a pickle,
The sour just right.
If you’re feeling hungry
I’d urge you to try
(In a real New York deli)
Pastrami on rye.
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