01-05-2018, 07:14 AM
Booty Call on Sandwich Night
She doesn't hold a pride of place
in my refrigerator door,
and mostly wears a crusty face
like she's past her 'best before'
but when the luncheon meat is cheap
and all the mayonnaise is gone
admittedly, I sometimes reach
for the lonely jar of Grey Poupon.
I warm to her by microwave,
and bologna on a kaiser
may not be quite the feast I crave
but lo! she is none the wiser.
Her spice is dulled, her name is Grey
but still, she's chill for rainy days.
She doesn't hold a pride of place
in my refrigerator door,
and mostly wears a crusty face
like she's past her 'best before'
but when the luncheon meat is cheap
and all the mayonnaise is gone
admittedly, I sometimes reach
for the lonely jar of Grey Poupon.
I warm to her by microwave,
and bologna on a kaiser
may not be quite the feast I crave
but lo! she is none the wiser.
Her spice is dulled, her name is Grey
but still, she's chill for rainy days.