The order of the sandwich
Today is the day, Sweet savoury arrives!
Same time, sameplace
Week in, week out...
Out in force!
Hunting to fill the empty morning grumble
Time is not on our side
Lets see if we can turn this tide
as the early mornings stray
Dealing a menu, hustling around
we will always win this race
By a whisker, a hair
a distance some weeks
Names set against the abbreviated letters
Dial the code, relay the code
Until the faceless lady returns
two hours to pass, as the hungry belly churns
Cheers echo out, Swarmed like flies around shhhh.
Fridays mission now complete
Bellies full, buzzers sound
Ready for the day ahead
heads down, no frowns
back to the tools
with a heavy heart they tread