Short Pastrami Poems

Short Pastrami Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pastrami by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pastrami by length and keyword.


Premium Member Mommy Dearest

She was my dearest mommy
smarter than any swami
	a turn of bad luck
	was hit by a truck 
now she thinks she’s pastrami
Form: Limerick


Premium Member 'D'isgraceful 'O'bnoxious 'G'rotesque 'E'litists

DOGE boys Musk and Ramaswamy
Box their cold cuts with pastrami
They soon will behold
While napkins can fold
Budgets are not origami
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Mr Rudy Giulani

Mr. Rudy Giuliani
In New York piles high the hot pastrami
   
  Testifying before Washingtonian swamis
  He's begging for extra-thin-sliced salami
Form: Clerihew

Sloppy Brain Sandwich

Salami, Pastrami; or Provolone,
" Oh , Pepperoni, I Don't Know."
A Cream~Cheese Delight Disaster
Knowing My Mind Has Just Went,
Bubble~Gum. Dog gone it!!!
Form: Triolet

Premium Member What a Way To Go

Pastrami on rye, piled up so high
  Sauerkraut oozing out from the side
Served steaming hot, with mustard on top
  My last sandwich be this ~ gladly I'll die
Form: Rubai


Premium Member Tender, Steaming-hot, Tangy Pastrami Sandwich

      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
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Jewish Limerick

This man in Brooklyn named Isadore,
some big sandwiches he would adore.
Corned beef and pastrami,
and kosher salami.
He can’t fit in his clothes anymore.


Who says a limerick has to be Irish?
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Scene From a NYC Deli

   
              Goldberg fiddles, twirling his pastrami 
              Hears tell of this new Mayor Mamdani
                  Who would love to say farewell
                  To the State of Israel
               Chicken soup replaced by a tsunami
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Overheard On the White House Wall

Overheard by flies on the White House wall

   During Bubba's tete-a-tete with his moll.

      "Order extra salami

         And a tad more pastrami

            Fer my pizza on yer next service call!"

Entry for Andrea Dietrich's Limerick Contest
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Dining In the Oval Office

Overheard by a fly upon the wall,

   During Clinton's tete-a-tete with his moll,

      "Order extra salami

         And a tad more pastrami,

            For my pizza on your next service call!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
Form: Limerick

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.
Form: Rhyme

Best Sandwich Ever

Best Sandwich Ever 

Sam Adams favorite sandwich
Was the make it yourself sandwich
Served at the Ashland Oregon, Co-Op
A modified BLT sandwich on Gluten-free bread 
Cheese, roast beef or pastrami, bacon 
Sprouts, lettuce, tomatoes, dill pickles, peppers  
Mayo, mustard, ketchup 
Just heaven in every delicious bite
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Dining In the Oval Office

Overheard by a fly upon the wall

   During Clinton's tete-a-tete with his moll

      Order extra salami

         And a tad more pastrami

            For my pizza on your next service call

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 1 Michael Falotico's "A Fly On The Wall" Contest - February 2011
Form: Limerick

Second Choice

The restaurant was noisy;
We shouted when we talked.
If I had been from Boise,
I’m sure I would have balked.

But all the hungry tourists
Outside Katz’s formed a line.
For deli, we’re not purists
So the other place seemed fine.

The food was mediocre;
The service merely fair,
But rain was the provoker
So we ended up in there.

Yet it was what we needed,
A refuge from the wet
So convenience superseded
The pastrami we’d not get.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Spam

Keep your bacon, keep your ham Keep your loganberry jam No pastrami No salami In my sarnie I want Spam Ain’t no bones, ain’t no brains Ain’t no seeds, ain’t no grains Slightly spicy Tasty nicey Spam ain’t got any veins And the tin that it’s in Kinda square, kinda thin Ring pull lid Key got rid Spam don’t slice off your skin So that’s Spam; good to eat Not some cheap luncheon meat Fried or cold I’m just sold Because Spam can’t be beat
Form: Limerick

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