Thursday, April 05, 2007


The town's in ruins,
treas'ry looted, coffers gone;
but what really hurts:

Seared into my brain,
pumpernickel, ham and Swiss
impaled on cruel blade.

Weep for ravaged lives
and savage, stark injustice.
I miss my sammich.



Marcy L. Dewey said...

SAND-wich HO! HAM off the starboard bow!! Avast ye scurvy pumpernickles! Ye better watch yer swiss cheese or ye'll be finding yourself in Davy Jones' lunchbox!

Brihack said...

I swear I heard the mournful howl of the breeze blowing through the devestation at the end.

What kind of monsters would desecrate a sammich?!

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