Ode to a Sandwich

Classic BLT

O crispy frying strips of fatty striped meat candy
cut from the belly of a little piggy.
How delectable the smell, how delicious the taste.
A freshly spun head of  iceberg lettuce adds its crunch.
Torn to pieces, barely green, but crisp and fresh.
Next the big bright red orb from the neighbor next door.
Sliced and sampled before it even makes it to you.
So much better than it's store-bought cousins
and a flavor of summer that can't be replaced.
Tomato juices dribble down your layers.
Mayo glides onto the whole wheat bread that surrounds you
A brown, unassuming frock, for a simple, yet classy one such as you
No, that mayo may not slim your waistline,
but it adds that creamy goodness that binds
the B, the L, and the T into one great, craveable sandwich
Should you have cheese? Sliced Avocado?
Maybe, but without these extra adornments
You will always be tasty to me