I wrote this poem for my older sister. If you haven't eaten Jimmy John's subs, you haven't lived yet!!!!!!! It is DAMN GOOD! Especially in Gainesville , FL.
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My sister,
A Jimmy John's sub,
More warm and pleasing than a back rub
First, there's the bread,
Always warm with a sweet butter spread
Then there's the meat,
For a sister that cannot be beat
Next, the mustard that's full of spice
Flavorful, delightful, and very nice
The creamy mayo with a taste of mild,
May seem plain but has a punch of wild
Juicy red tomato that's actually a fruit,
It's clear to see that there's no substitute
Next, the lettuce that's crisp and munchy,
She's always up, working out, and doing crunchies
Add some onions if you want,
She's very stylish, not afraid to flaunt
When the final sub is done, all tasty n' new,
Your body has a warm feeling with every chew
I feel it too,
When I 'm with you
Thank you,
For all you do
