I am in the office and what have i wrote?
on my sandwich i have left a note,
it says 'do not eat my sandwich thank you'
that is the one thing you don't want to do
lunch has come and im so excited
for my sandwiches attention undivided
but wait a surprise?!
where is my sandwich?
david ate it!
son of a bitch!
i'm going to rek him
i swear on me mum
he'll be disabled when i'm done
i'm so upset that sandwich was my life
this meant more to me than my wife
i'm quit upset
i'm moving to Tibet
can you think of a rhyme?
me niether
here is the ending of this poem
meat cleaver.