The decision is so right
We won't countenance a fight
When you are at Bunnings you see
The onions are first on the bread
To stray will risk you being dead
And then your sausage cooked just right
Then waiting for your bite
Will mean the onions won't slip
Causing a hazard on the floor a bit
So the argument is made
Tradition or safety for your sausage and bread is the blade!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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