Pit Bull Sandwiches For Sally Poem by Kevin Rottweiler

Sally gripped her doll
and lifted her weights
a girl but a manly figure
trying to get in professional sports
asked for a Pit Bull sandwich
at David's Bar & Grill
Yes, 'here you are'
said the good looking
but drunken sailor-bartender
a 'Pit Bull sandwich for Sally'
a man-made sandwich of meat
bologna, steak, chicken
tuna and pepper meat
with some dog's blood
all on a Pit Bull bun
Sally was on her way
pumping weights and attempting
professional sports
with a wonderful figure
but with muscles
even the men were afraid
of her power
and she hangs around
sailors and drunks
and usually knocks them cold
with a powerful punch
hiding a tuna sandwich
in her tiny bag
when she smiles
she thinks of the old days
of Bulldogs and Pit Bulls
that laugh at weak men
all trying to get into
sports and athletic games
Sally gripped her doll
and fought ten men
knocking them off their feet
what a lady
that can fight
any drunken sailor
and she loves her
Pit Bull sandwich