Ode to a Meatball Sandwich

O meatball sandwich

How happy you make me!

Your sauce so tangy

Your bread so fluffy

 

Little spheres of beef

Glistening with tomato

Baked with garlic

Seasoned with oregano

 

Such delights you offer!

Accoutrements galore

Is there melted cheese?

More, more, more!

 

Provolone, mozzarella, romano

Parmesan adds some zest

A meatball sandwich without these?

No! Surely you jest!

 

Will there be onions?

Yes, it must be!

Piled high, both red and white

A bite in every taste,

And a taste in every bite

 

Banana peppers – yes

I’m afraid I must insist

Sweet, tangy and pickled

Reminiscent of a meatball kiss

 

Even now, sliced tomato

So crisp, so ripe

Fresh tomato with tomato sauce

Sounds like just my type

 

The heavenly aroma of basil

Permeating the air

Throw on some jalapeños

Make it spicy – if you dare

 

I love a sweetened onion sauce

Just the compliment

Maybe even – dare I say?

Lovely, lovely mayo!

The final accoutrement!

 

On toasted bread or soft

Seasoned bread or white

The perfect meatball sandwich

Every day and every night

 

O meatball sandwich

What a sight to behold!

I shall look but for a moment

Can’t allow you to get cold

 

Too tempting not to touch

I will have you presently

The greatest gift of all –

A meatball sandwich, just for me