Pastrami isn't good for me.
Salami's even worse.
And mayo is the hangman's noose—
So says my doc & nurse.
That slice of cheese could cost me dear,
And pickles are pure salt.
Just try and make a sandwich
Without someone screaming "Halt!"
Dry tuna on a whole wheat bun –
No butter is in sight.
Oh, some may call it "sandwich"
But to me it's more a "fright".
I'm gonna have a reuben
And if I should drop down dead,
At least I can be thankful
For my tasty daily bread.
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