Tra la la tra la lo pickles and peas
Eenie and meenie and olives and ham
He loves me he doesn’t I don’t give a damn.
This is a riddle of dubious merit,
There isn’t a stick and there isn’t a carrot,
What is the question and what is the clue?
It’s a new kind of riddle, a total break through!
We’re deep and we’re smart so there must be a lesson
I’ve got it! We’re stocking a delicatessen!
Sandwiches, condiments, peanuts and brew,
Ice cream and cookies and Katmandu— Katmandu?
No, I mean Cordon Bleu!
|Delicatessen in Sag Harbor|