Sandwiches Time
Until a better time
You walk along that line
Love me
Love me
You do it
You do it
Until you're blue
You want it, ah
Into another place
You walk along the face
Love me
Love me
You do it
You do it
Until you're blue
You want it, ah
Sandwiches time
Sandwiches time
Sandwiches on my mind
You do it
You do it
Until you're blue
You want it, ah
Sandwiches time
Sandwiches time
Sandwiches on my mind
Into another place
Into another place
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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Let's Make Sandwiches
Lately, I've been hungry,
Starving to have my fill,
So let's make sandwiches.
All upset and angry,
Empty stomachs seem ill,
So let's make sandwiches.
If our tastes would agree,
I'd be ready to grill,
So let's make sandwiches.
We could enjoy our food,
The flavors we've pursued,
So let's make sandwiches.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Call me All-American, but I love Ham and Cheese sandwiches. And not just any old ham and cheese sandwich... My mother's is the best. I've tried many times to make these sandwiches on my own, but it's never the same.
quote by Andy Roddick
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Love The Second Time Around, Breaks And Unbreaks You....
love breaks you
time sandwiches
another kind of ham and cheese
and lettuce leaves
another love comes
healing you
giving you back your hands
you hear
your heart beat again
it sings
but this time much sweeter
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When I travel I normally eat club sandwiches or I bring my own food. When you go into a new town, it's very had to find a good place to eat.
quote by Paul Prudhomme
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I never thought I want to do anything, really, except not go to work properly and turn up at the same place every day and eat sandwiches in the same canteen, if I can possibly help it, as I don't think I'd be very good at it.
quote by Dylan Moran
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Maybe there is no actual place called hell. Maybe hell is just having to listen to our grandparents breathe through their noses when they're eating sandwiches.
quote by Jim Carrey
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I lived at home and I cycled every morning to the railway station to travel by train to Johannesburg followed by a walk to the University, carrying sandwiches for my lunch and returning in the evening the same way.
quote by Sydney Brenner
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Economics Lesson
Face it. There is no end,
but the end of the month.
Not enough bread around the sandwiches.
Wallet bacon flat. Too proud for welfare,
Instead we hold family conventions
penny tight around the dinner table,
Spread humor, and pursue a
smile’s interest on faith
With nothing but happiness
to risk on time payments
poem by Val Morehouse
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He's a couple sandwiches short of a picnic.
quote by Lance Bass
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Sandwiches are wonderful. You don't need a spoon or a plate!
quote by Paul Lynde
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It has been well said that a hungry man is more interested in four sandwiches than four freedoms.
quote by Henry Cabot Lodge, Jr.
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The Fifties
I can remember when children behaved like children.
especially when school closed for the summer recess.
After breakfast we met up for another adventure,
with a bottle of water and sandwiches of jam, or cress.
We would set off for the not too far badlands,
where the taboo river was shallow enough to cross.
With our bows and arrows crafted from willow,
and our quivers made from old school socks.
In a clearing surrounded by trees we'd make camp
and build a fire protected by stones.
We'd sit down cross legged and tell stories of interest,
and crack jokes as old, as old bones.
After a laugh and an exchange of sandwiches,
we'd build a den from branches with leaves.
We'd go swimming in the shallows of the river
until the pangs of hunger forced us to leave.
This was a typical summer's day of adventure,
a day when friends in the morning met.
A day of many that was well worth remembering,
and in adulthood how could we forget.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Leaving
Tears on flushed cheeks,
stomping on the floor!
Her little hands are clenched as fists
her eyes are looking sore.
Mother's making sandwiches,
adds delicious filling
little blobs of salad cream,
these are really winning.
"So your going, " mother says,
"Have you any money?
I've made a lovely lunch
there's cake with fruit and honey"
Little girl is silent
takes the sandwiches
then goes out the front way,
still with rolling tears.
Sitting on the front step
she eats her picnic there
with teardrops in her eyes
and dirty fingernails,
then creeps around the back,
waits by the back door
asks mum very sheepishly,
"is there anymore? "
"You'd better come back in
and dry those weepy eyes,
there's fish and chips for supper
and the pudding will be nice."
poem by Ruth Walters
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When you make his sandwiches, put a sexy or loving note in his lunch box.
My Father
The memory of my father is wrapped up in
white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work.
Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits
out of his hat, he drew love from his small body,
and the rivers of his hands
overflowed with good deeds.
poem by Yehuda Amichai
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We used to wash our hair in buckets and survive on toasted sandwiches, chocolates and soup.
quote by Joan Greenwood
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Same Place, Same Time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Break
It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Copyright 2006 (updated 2010)
poem by Colin Coplin
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My parents would read those books to me as well but they used to make me starving when I was a kid because they were always eating ham sandwiches with the crusts off and drinking ginger beer.
quote by Mike Myers
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Poppy The Fairy
Upon a bank beneath a tree
Beside a trickley brook,
Upon an upturned nutshell I saw a fairy stood.
I offered her a sandwich and asked of her, her name?
“Poppy Bell”, she quick replied, and “This ham is rather tame, ”
I thought this oh so curious as in the bread was game.
I took the fairy home with me for a cup of tea,
“Would you like one lump or two? ” Said she “I will take three! ”
I’d never known a fairy take three sugars in her tea.
So filled to brim with sandwiches and tea up to her head,
That little Fairy Poppy Bell dozed off upon my bed
At lunchtime she was snoring loud by teatime she was dead!
It may have been the sandwiches; it may have been the bed,
It may have been the sugared tea that to Poppy’ I fed,
I’m not sure what it really was that made that fairy dead.
I quickly took a shoebox -
After taking out the shoes,
And in it I placed Poppy on her everlasting snooze.
I went back to the trickley brook,
I stood beneath the tree,
And there I buried Poppy with her sugars - One, two three.
No sooner had I buried her,
That on that very bank
The reddest little Poppy grew and bowed to me in thanks.
I picked the little Poppy
All red and bright and new,
And now I always wear it upon my favourite shoe.
It was a short time later
Whilst rambling through a wood,
That on an upturned nut shell I saw a fairy stood.
I offered her a sandwich and asked of her, her name?
“Poppy Bell! ” she quick replied,
“It’s me! I’m back again.”
poem by John Thomas
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The Beach
The only thing wrong with a trip to the beach
Is the fact that the sea's sometimes way out of reach;
With miles and miles of endless sand,
Just why we go there I don't understand.
It isn't as though it's a whole lotta fun,
When you're picking out sand from your toes and your bum;
Eating your 'cheese and grit' sandwiches too,
And fighting off kids 'til you're black and you're blue.
A nice caravan would be better by far,
With so much more room than an old Renault car;
But what can you do when that's all that you've got?
Nothing at all... no iota or jot.
(Written Aug 1994)
poem by John Carter Brown
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