My Sandwich

I made myself a sandwich

and cause I thought I could

make the best one ever

with all things that taste good.

I put those things on white bread

because I love each one —

mustard, pickles, relish,

and honey, just for fun.

I loaded on some slices

of good old cheddar cheese

and ran out to the garden

and got myself some peas.

I put on some baloney,

and then some marmalade.

This sandwich was to be

the greatest ever made.

So when it was all ready,

I took a big, huge bite,

and as I chewed my sandwich,

the taste was just not right!

And so I’ve learned a lesson

cause really — I’m not dumb —

my sandwiches taste best of all

when they are made by Mom.