Best Sandwiches Poems
Jellyfish sandwiches delicately sliced.
Two or three on a plate, scrumptious and nice.
Eat them with pinkies, raised high and proud.
Please ignore the screaming; they are ridiculously loud.
We went downtown today to try to do our part
In making our way which was led by the heart
Peanut butter and jelly was what we had to give
Something for their belly in this life that they live
Some laying on a vent others against the wall
This little comfort sent doesn't cradle their fall
But a moment of kindness with a caring hand
For in all this whole mess, God will understand
They always say thank you and look you in the eyes
I don't know quite what to do but my heart often cries
As the sandwiches finish and we then soon depart
The faces never diminish in weighing upon my heart
My grandson and I today we did the right thing
And though I may cry my heart will always sing
Even the tiniest of things when done in His Name
Oh! The joy that brings! For in Him there is no shame!
"The King will reply, 'Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of
the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.'
Matthew 25:40
Many children are picky eaters and I confess I was one
It's a challenge to many parents and not a battle to be won
For trying to make a child eat what they don't want to try
Can be a battle of wills and make all those involved want to cry
My sister and I didn't like peanut butter when we were very small
So when were given P and J sandwiches we weren't happy at all
We refused to try it and not a bite went past our lips
Our foster mother scolded us with her hands upon her hips
We were locked in our room, until our sandwiches were gone
Being just six and four it took us awhile before an idea did dawn
"We'll hide them between the mattresses and fetch them later", we plotted
We forgot and she found then a few weeks later full of mold and rotted
She screamed and she hollered and vowed to make us pay
Lucky for us our foster father was not at work that day
She never made us P and J sandwiches again, we were relieved
For the next time, sandwiches from her bed she would have retrieved
09/03/2015
Today I saw ‘Sand in the Sandwiches’ Edward Fox was playing Sir John
What joy to hear his wonderful words it was like he had never been gone
On the train journey home I’m inspired ~ to put down my feelings in words
But unlike Sir John’s I have little doubt that these will ever be heard
The play it was filled with humour some naughty and some good
It also contained much pathos which in turn made me think, as it should
Of times when life was simpler where happiness and joy would abound
And when Sand got into the Sandwiches much laughter and joy all around
Written 19 October 2018
Sir John Betjeman CBE was an English poet, writer, and broadcaster. He was Poet Laureate from 1972 until his death in 1984. He was a founding member of the Victorian Society and a passionate defender of Victorian architecture, helping to save St Pancras railway station from demolition.
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Every Sunday, my sisters and I would tag along with Mom
To the church down the street,
Excited for the day to unfold.
Mom would wear her Sunday’s best; I remember she looked so elegant,
With a fancy hat on her head.
We’d walk up the many steps as fast as we could,
The church bell ringing as we knelt.
To this day, I believe it was the most beautiful church.
The memories created as a child bring so much comfort.
Mother handed us each a dime, clutched tightly until
The basket was in front of us—
The offering.
Each visit down that way finds me passing and longing for simpler times.
My sisters and I would excitedly hurry ahead, knowing our next stop—
The little corner store.
The Ma and Pop shop where you were treated like family,
And a little treat made its way to our hands.
Nothing too big, just enough to feel the sweetness.
We’d hurry home, especially in the summer,
To gather blankets, a bread bag holding peanut butter and jelly sandwiches,
And a big orange cooler full of Kool-Aid.
The trek to the beach felt long,
But frolicking in the water on a hot day
Was pure joy through a child’s eyes.
Arriving home with sand in our hair and in our suits,
A reminder of a mother’s greatest gift:
Start the day with the Lord and end it with
What memories are made of—
Priceless childhood moments
Dwelling in the recesses of your mind,
Made even more magical in our twilight years.
I've traveled the world o'er and consider myself a connoisseur,
Of the sandwich specialities of many a haughty entrepreneur.
I've sunk my teeth into tuna fish and spicy barbecue,
But there ain't nothin' like a rueben and a cold, foamy brew!
Fable has it that the reuben was concocted by one Rueben Kay,
Circa nineteen fifty-five during a poker game one fine day.
He certainly did his part to put Omaha, Nebraska on the map.
I will ever appreciate the culinary skills of that fine chap!
Ah, my taste buds just tingle thinking about this luscious repast.
The unlikely ingredients of a rueben sandwich are unsurpassed!
Corned beef, swiss cheese and heaps of sauerkraut,
Tucked between slices of rye with horseradish, just a wee amount!
There are many sandwich delicacies to choose from, I do declare,
But if there's a reuben listed on the restaurant's bill of fare,
You can rest assured that is what I will always opt for;
That's a forgone conclusion even before I enter the door!
I've devoured greasy hamburgers, hotdogs and sloppy joes by the score,
Ham and cheese, chicken salad and fancy finger sandwiches galore,
Even concocted my own version of the famous Dagwood Bumstead,
But any time a rueben is proffered, I'll take one of them instead!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
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winter sky
aurora borealis
posted on May 31, 2018
The Earl of Sandwich created the sandwich, so it is alleged,
So as not to interrupt a gamblin' game in which he'd hedged!
If he'd used his given name, Montague, for that repast instead,
We'd be eatin' "Montagues", not sandwiches, with our bread!
I 'spose it was the genesis of fast foods with its debut.
It's outlasted passing fads such as meat and cheese fondue.
Entrepreneurs since have created every type of combination,
To slap between two slices of bread for our delectation!
As soon as they're weened, kids want betwixt their bread,
Peanut butter and any kind of jelly, liberally spread!
Who can resist a delectable sandwich of cheese and salami,
Or slices of rye, piled high with mustard and pastrami?
Ain't nothin' like a reuben with beef, cheese and sauerkraut,
Between rye with horseradish hot enough to make you shout!
Even those fried egg sandwiches my Mom fixed for school,
I could hardly wait to eat - even they made me drool!
From steaks, chops and mashed pertaters I can refrain,
But I really do need my sandwich fix now and again.
It's makin' me salivate just writin' about all this baloney,
So I think I'll go fix myself a rye, cheese and pepperoni!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Right Reserved)
Soup and Grilled Cheese Sandwiches
Winter prowls at the doorstep
Fingers of cold reach through cracks
Solid ice statues shiver
Icy blasts freeze the gaunt marrow’s soul.
In this scene of starving snow,
Hungry snowflakes on the loose,
Time for warm tomato soup
Grilled cheese sandwiches hot and gooey.
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My favorite lunch during winter.
It began as a day like any other,
In the oceans deepest depths,
Until a Kiwi and an Ausi,
Decided to have a picnic at the bottom of the Ocean,
In the deepest part of the Mariana Trench.
They arrived with both flags flying,
Inside the only submersible of its kind,
Nick named The Limiting Factor.
A toast to Sir Edmond they said,
We knocked this bugger off,
And reached two kilometres deeper than
He went higher.
I think we have done enough for an Anzac Biscuit,
And a Vegemite Sandwich,
Even if the rest of the world thinks us nuts,
And can't understand how the two of us,
As different as chalk and cheese,
Can occupy such a small space,
At the same time,
And both come back alive to tell the tale.
Maybe there is a lesson there,
For those who don't know,
How to occupy the same house,
Little own a single room together,
With someone who talks different,
Looks different,
Smells different,
And wears s a different hat.
Of course we do have the advantage of,
Having the supply of,
Anzac Biscuits and Vegemite Sandwiches,
Pretty much sown up
https://www.stuff.co.nz/science/124823189/historymaking-109km-anzac-dive-to-the-bottom-of-the-mariana-trench
Get a slice of bologna extra thick
add butter to the frying pan so it won't stick
Cut the bologna in the shape of a German cross
fry it till the edges brown the taste is boss
I am not trying to boast
But I like my served with toast
Add a slice of American cheese
melts just right so easy to please
Spread mayonnaise or mustard, I like salad dressing
without the tangy taste you don't know what your missing
Lettuce a slice of tomato and don't forget the pickle
it's enough to make your taste buds water and tickle
Take a big bite another one two three
yummy yum your tummy in ecstasy
There's only one thing to do when your done
and that my friend is to fry up another one
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Form:
SANDWICHES EAT ANTS---
piece of cake antis
a grilled right sandwiches ants
above the fruits
but instead of this
sandwiches reticulate
sandwiches eat ants
03/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
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Crispiest lettuce,
Chewy cheese between soft loafs,
This sandwich truly
Of utmost deliciousness,
As we travel through the trees.