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Sep 2011
Subway man stick to your plan,
jalapenos, onions and a thick slice of ham.
Who are you?
Where are you?
I need my sub man!

You slice the bread with ease,
Oh how I long to be on my knees,
degrading myself for youre sweet onion sauce,
Yelling at your boss,
I wonder.

toasted or soft?
I do not know,
with you or without you?
I shall not go,
alone,
into the night,
without a fight,
for my Subway Man.
Written by
Ronan Curtin
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