My brother you’re sick you’re down with the flu your nose is all runny your ears have turned blue you asked for a sandwich you said “sister please” and so dear brother I began with the cheese Swiss is your love I know you so well so I went to the fridge and I found something swell there wasnt Swiss so to make you feel better I brought out my favorite a block of sharp cheddar now for a veggie so yummy and fine your fav’rite was absent so I brought out mine leeks are not bad with the right condiment so down the cupboards my hand swiftly went barbecue sauce is tangy and nice it was on sale this week for a reasonable price but something was missing and I scratched my head but what could it be of course twas the bread to the bread basket I leapt with great zeal and fervor matched only by great arctic seals wheat or Italian I did ask myself long was the debate as I stared the shelf so I rebelled and went for the pita and then grabbed some grapes we got from aunt Rita you might seem confused where’s the sandwich you’d ask? well, whenever I’d finished my task it looked so delicious now that I had made it so I took that sandwich and brother I ate it! Ive learned my lesson I went to Subway and there in that place on this beautiful day I bought you a sub which I’d hoped you’d keep but now that I’m here youve fallen asleep! I might just munch this if not for your sake but worry not brother you can eat when you wake
Posted on: Thu, 06 Mar 2014 00:09:17 +0000