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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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Maurice Rigoler

Date: 1/7/2017 12:07:00 PM

There's nothing like a great pastrami sandwich with a great sour pickle! And it's even greater if from a Jewish deli!!! Another favorite of mine is a Reuben (corned beef with sauerkraut, etc.) Your poem, by-the-way, is just as great, Ilene. Thanks for posting it, and thanks for stopping by to read mine doggie humor. / M

Chris Green

Date: 12/29/2016 6:24:00 AM

Ok, now I'm hungry for a good deli sandwich and its only 6:23 am here. :) Really nice Ilene, the flow and rhymes are spot on.

Jan Allison

Date: 12/29/2016 3:47:00 AM

What a delightful descriptive poem Ilene my mouth is watering!!!:-) mmmmm if I ever get to the US I will head for the deli I LOVE pastrami and dill pickles!:-)hugs Jan xx