^OK. That was awesome. I actually cannot write limericks to save my life, so I'm kind of jealous of they who can.
The sandwich gods, by the way, must have gotten really ticked off by my Sandwich, Vile Sandwich poem. Since writing that, I have had another sandwich: also bad! Confidential to undergrad girl who made my sandwich: if a customer orders two different condiments, put one condiment on one slice of bread, and the other condiment on the other slice. Doing so helps disguise somewhat the fact that you are using grocery-store bread at your pseudo-upscale establishment.