"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
Bondi is replete,
With cuisines to eat,
So asking for this is a breeze.
"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
"Falafel, so juicy and tende
Wielding a blade, hair in a braid,
Cute, but not the right vendor.
"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
Beer-bellied okker, "G'day,"
"Pie, mushy peas, you'se from overseas?"
Smiles, shakes my head, walks away.
"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
I know it's mundane,
But I want something plain,
Ham, maybe mayo and cheese.
"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
A kerbside foggaccia stall,
Nice looking bloke, so eager to please,
But without any where-with-all.
"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
"Vee hef le croissants,
Avec les chambons,
Voulez-vous, vould you like these?"
"Grilled ham and cheese sandwich, please,"
"Sure, half a mo,"
"A number two, Joe!."
Ham, cheese - slapped together with ease!
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