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Dagwood
After my pizza and after my knish
I have just one more edible wish.
I’m building its fantasy here in my mind:
a spectacular sandwich of a unique kind.
A little pastrami, baked beans and some cheese,
pickles and mustard and if you please
some mayonnaise lightly spread over the bread.
(Miracle Whip? I’d rather be dead!)
Some avo and onions sliced thin would be nice,
and if you have it, a green pepper slice.
Some olives and beets would add a good zing,
and then I’d like one more additional thing.
Some chips to add crunch––put them right there inside.
(Only a ninny would place them outside.)
Then slice it diagonally if you will,
with a pickle beside it––a big kosher dill.
Then you can leave, please, so I can I start
greedily ripping that sandwich apart.
For though I needed help, perhaps, in its construction,
I need no further guidance in its destruction
Prompt words today are sandwich, fantasy, ninny, vanquish and guidance.
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Thanks for sharing your list of ingredients. Miracle whip for me, always. 😉
Love that picture — such dramatic detail!
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Actually, I like it, too, Christine, but I’ve had two different friends ask for mayo and when I produce it, their scorn has driven me to buying Hellman’s as well.
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Now THAT is a blast from the past!
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Sounds quite a dish.
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How funny! I said no Miracle Whip in my poem too! My mother used to use Miracle Whip but it is pretty gross. Not sure what it is really. Great poem!
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