onion, tomato,
swiss cheese and miracle whip
on honey wheat bread
You have to use the right tool for the job
Or else it won't work and you'll sob
When you do it without a fight
You know your doing it right
Trying to eat a sandwich with a fork just won't work
You have to use your hands or else you won't smirk
I am I am
a sandwich fan
raspberries
strawberries
with best sliced ham
sausages
cucumber
with marzipan
mackerel
bananas
with apricot jam
I am I am
a sandwich fan!
A sandwich of peanut butter,
be it with or without jelly,
is just the thing that I need
to satisfy my belly.
So, if you have a jar of Jif,
with or without chunks,
a butter knife is what we need
to smooth out all the glunks.
We'll also need a slice of bread,
with or without crust,
and a plumber's helper
to clear our esophagust.
Poetry is not a pastrami sandwich
Don’t pile the adjectives high
Let the meat greet the customer
Leave room in his mouth for a sigh
1/2 cup of mayo
1 t of onion powder
1 garlic powder
1 T of fish stock
1 T of lemon juice w/
1/2 Tof cayenne powder
1 t fresh grated ginger
1 t cumin
1 t oregano
4 T ketchup
2 T of chopped capers
2 T honey
1/4 cup of bacon bits
mix well set aside
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5 cups of roasted pork
shredded or sliced
(1.5 to 2 pounds)
2 pounds of deli ham
lettuce
tomato's
pickles
2 Pounds of swiss Cheese
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12 slices of thick brioche
with the edges trimmed
and toasted in a garlic butter
spread.
Assemble Sandwiches
with roast pork
topped with ham and cheese
lettuce tomato's
pickles
and sauce
add sauteed onions and peppers if desired
Serve with some frenched fries
I had one finger sandwich, one cracker with cheese...
but I was not satisfied, only with these,
so, on my way home I had a burger with fries,
and a couple of steaming hot cherry pies.
When I got home, I had one pizza, two burritos,
polished off with three bags of Cheetos.
I heard a voice that said, "Stop eating this slop",
but it was too late, because I could not stop.
The refrigerator was empty, so I ate up four chairs,
I ate the table, and I ate up the stairs.
Before you knew it, I'd eaten the whole house,
I didn't even spare that poor little mouse.
I started to cry because everything was gone,
but I felt much better when I ate the lawn.
My stomach was hurting. You might say I was reckless,
but I kept going and ate half of East Texas.
I ate up the earth, and I ate up the moon,
I ate up the sun with my hands, not a spoon.
I ate up all the stars, and I ate up the sky.
Nothing is left, so I bid you goodbye.
Spicy chicken wings for dinner
I think seriously you'll want to reconsider
~ proposing bitesize toasted tomato sandwiches
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
snowflake meatball sandwich
it has been a long time
in honor of you, i add the monterey jack
it is such a shame that you died alone with all phones completely off
the tears fall quietly as i prepare bacon cheeseburger chili
while looking at the blue lake accepting kisses from the sun,
i think about the dried blood on the well worn rope
i become lost as i butter the potato rolls while wondering what i missed along with others
snowflake meatball sandwich
so many lifetimes have passed
as a tribute to you, i pour the blue cream soda in the frosted glass that says 'Live Freely'
it is such a shame that you died alone with all communication completely gutted
the tears fall with more volume as I take put some of the taco salad in a large paper bowl
while looking at the blue lake react pain of the expressive teardrop rain,
i think about the old, well worn dining room chair with 'Brooks' carved in the center of the seat
i become frozen in the state of missing completely oblivious to everything turning subzero cold
Today I think of your
Contributions closing the theater’s door
Putting together toasted bread
Ready for a child to be fed
Youngster wearing grape jelly
Face down to the belly
Laughing saying ‘this is great’
Not showing any hate
But Peanut Butter, it is you
Who makes the mid-day matinee ever so cool
Thank you for coming out of the nutty shell
I would like to tell
About the sandwich where you are
The star
Performing with a backup fruity band
Bringing in all your fans
Grabbing using two strong hands
Not really needing added ham
Applause when going into the mouth
Travelling stomach south
Toddler enjoying the mess
Never will they confess
Instead, go off to sleep
Napping counting Bo and Peep
Lovely sheep
Who once were said
Proclaimed Holy bread
God’s true lamb
Sacrificed when ended up caught in a jam
How much do we love
Our meal fitting like a glove
Getting it all over ourselves
Nutritious wealth
Giving us good health
Being simple as a chair
Lunchtime afternoon’s delightful affair
Always welcome on the stage
No matter what the audiences age
Throw it on a sandwich and I will eat it, he said.
Mayo, ketchup, onions, lettuce, cheddar on rye bread.
I slapped on beef, turkey, steak and honey ham too.
Perfect he said, it’s a real grand slam, and I owe you.
I am the Bagel...you are the whole of my life
I am the pickle... you are the sweet to my sour
I am the butter... you spread happiness all over me
I am the cheese... your softness smothers me
I am the meat ... you are tender
I am the sandwich... you are the wrapper
that keeps me warm, covers me, keeps me safe.
peanut butter and mayo
don’t forget lettuce
it is my favorite sandwich
not real Mayo
Sweet Miracle Whip
do you want
one?
Tripe, sweetbreads, entrails, offal,
some people spell them awful.
Scottish chefs can do them right
Haggis, a meal, out of sight.
Making a proper meatball sandwich
is virtual what-not-who and which
needing perhaps some extra spice
supply it with a bit of Scotch hype.
The last, best organ 'grinder' that I got
was on Panera Bread’s French baguette, hot.
Barrel-shaped bread held tight as treasure
the tin cup for the drink of my pleasure.
Helga was from a small town – Sandwich Illinois
It used to have seven thousand people
It was down to five thousand now
She thought she knew most of them
She had been the sandwich queen in 2010
The fifty-seventh sandwich queen
You have to come to the sandwich fair, her friends said
She could not explain this to others,
Because they had not grown up in Sandwich
Attending the Sandwich Fair was important to her family
Especially her mother and grandmother
Both former sandwich queens
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