The table next to mine
thinks me funny for squeezing
mustard on my plate.
That’s because I don’t like it.
But if I’m to have a proper pastrami sandwich
I might as well try a little bit on the side
with my shavings.
Nah, I still hate it.
I do know how to eat a sandwich.
And I do know I’m getting robbed
at New York prices.
RED GLADIOLA 