Shall I compare you to sandwich Subway?
You are more crisp, you are more full of flavor
I dream of having you to taste each day
Each bite is like the gods did me a favor
The crunch of bread, the soft warm dough inside
Pate ambrosia, so rich, so thick, so fine
Cold meats, a-sliced, leaving me all tongue-tied
The sweet, the spicy, the pleasure is all mine
I’ve searched the world for every sign of you
You are so rare, untouched by almost all
If I were rich, there’s one thing I would do
I’d sell you in a shop in every mall
You’re pure delight, you fill my soul with glee
My life’s last wish would be a bite of thee