Sink your teeth into it,
Let the juices splash onto your tongue,
Let the bread melt in thine mouth,
Till the sweetness of the mayo,
And the sharpness of the chilli,
Do a ballet's dance.
The bread characteristically soft,
The lettuce deceivingly crunchy.
One plant processed and cooked,
Another harvested and raw.
The glory of the meal found in the meat,
Thinly cut pieces but big on taste.
All other ingredients, encompassing the main agenda,
Sweet and salty, hot yet cool.
My sandwich experience
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