Bologna Sandwich

Bologna Sandwich

A Poem by Akira Kodama
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Oh.

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I saw them ride in on a Tuesday
Majestic, it was.
Tuesday it was when I saw them ride in
It was majestic.

Please, don't eat my soup.
Not cool, dude.
My soup! Don't eat it!
Dude, not cool.

Thanks, I like this show
It's very entertaining.
I like this show, thanks
Very entertaining, it is.

Why do you ask?
Are you feeling okay?
Huh?
What's wrong?

I need the remote
I don't want to get up.
Where's the gun?
He's not getting away.

I'd like to talk to you about something
Alright let's hear it.
I can't live with this any longer.
I need to die.

Make me a bologna sandwich.
...
Oh.

© 2013 Akira Kodama


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Added on September 17, 2013
Last Updated on September 17, 2013