Oh great Sandwichia
Land of le pain' Whenever I go I leave a full man Infinite fillings Infinite crusts Its all so damn tasty Finish you must At the front the realm The queen of the bread All covered in toppings From her toe to her head! Oh great Sandwichia Crumb all the ground Eating and chomping Fill all the sounds Yum is exclaimed Through condiment rains Ketchup, mayo, mustard or even just plain Oh great Sandwichia I hunger for your shores Whenever I visit I feast on your stores Toasted or cold WIth meat or with veg My stomach is grateful My fealty I pledge Queen of Sandwichia Though are my sovereign If eating is evil I glady do sin! Delicious land of the sand Which to the itch to eat.
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