Sliced In Two
Well what's it like being like this
come out the oven soft all of grain
being cut open for preparation
all part of the cycle well keeps one sane
Now what's next stage in the process?
will we be toasted or plain bread
then there's that big cutting knife
to make us sliced this I dread
We have to be individually filled
making us packed between each slice
with meat, cheese, salad the lot
then each given a selling price
Now it's a waiting game
who will buy us we will see
their big mouth to munch us up
we've no choice but to agree
Now we won't tell anymore
keep you safe from any detail
you don't want to get upset
just wait you might go stale!
@poetgord
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2016
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