Lindsay Wilkins

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Cabbage Sandwich (Free Verse) - Poem by Lindsay Wilkins

I once found a sandwich on the road.
It was icky and sticky,
But oh, how I loved it.
It was only cabbage, nothing more,
With thin, wimpy slices of bread.
Squashing the moldy brown cabbage in.

I never like cabbage,
But it tasted so good, I realized,
Cabbage sandwiches are like a summer day.
It was so amazing,
I didn't notice my ham sandwich fall.

The ham ran across the floor,
Hiding under the table.
I started to pick it up.
I didn't.
I couldn't leave my poor little
Cabbage sandwich.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011

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