Standing at the deli counter of the grocery store
Waiting for the order, adding just a slice more.
Alongside stands a lady who seems hesitant to choose
Which of the temptations, which will lose?
Ask me what the hard salami is,
I offer her a sample, which the market freely gives.
Tasty is her reply as it's gone in a flash
But perhaps, the cost is too much cash.
Now the slicing attendant starts on the first cut pastrami
'That looks so good' she says, 'I wonder if they'll give a sample to me? '
'Take a sample of mine' I say. I think it's better than the round
Spices and salty brine add something, profound.'
'I like it, ' she says, wiping her chin
'Do you make sandwiches, thick or thin.'
'Add swiss cheese and on thick slices of bread
Toast them until the cheese is melted and flavors wed.'
'My what a treat that is for you
And for your family too? '
'No it's just me alone.
Got to be going. So long.'
Then I made a turn around the store
And returned to spy on her standing there.
She'd joined another in conversation
And soon was given a sample of another taste sensation.
Minnie the Moocher was in her element
The free food was Heaven sent.
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