The Sandwich (2003) Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

Sometimes when I know you are hungry,
I ask you if you want to eat.
Then you ask, 'Do you love me? '
I say I love you very much baby.
So what do you want to eat?
'Can you make me a sandwich? '
I start making your food while you watch T.V.
I make it just how she likes it:

Two slices of Honeywheat bread, of course,
Soft bread what it must be; no coarse
One slice of cheese,
I add about half a tablespoon of mayonnaise,
spread it around with ease...hmmm
cause my baby is hard to please...hmmm
I add one slice of ham,
which she only likes to have.

Then I gently cut the egdes of The Sandwich.
Tenderly cut the masterpiece into four triangles.
I add either Flamming Hot or regular Lays.
Put it on a plate and set it on the table.
Looks so good I try to keep it out of my baby's reach.
But I can't do that because my baby always gets her ways.