My blog contains a large number of posts. A few are included in various other publications, or as attached stories and chronicles in my emails; many more are found on loose leaves, while some are written carelessly in margins and blank spaces of my notebooks. Of the last sort most are nonsense, now often unintelligible even when legible, or half-remembered fragments. Enjoy responsibly.

Monday, October 09, 2006

Move over Paul Nancy Millstone Jennings of Greenbridge, Essex

My time of starvation and yearning hunger,

Called for something of pure enjoyment,

It’s an emptiness not understood by the younger.

So with ample time from unemployment,

A feast was enlisted to create the day.

Called upon were a Dagwood and an ale,

With ham, provolone, turkey, bread and greens.

Soon I will pounce, as if it were pray.

I must eat it all, I cannot (will not) fail,

This sandwich I will rise above and prevail,

For soon enough I will feel tightness of my jeans.

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