One bread lay bare
No jam no butter
In the stomach of knife
Some butterflies did flutter

Scooping some jam
Spreading some butter
It invited its dear friend
The big round cutter

Rolling on smoothly
Removing the unwanted edges
It gave the insides of bread
Some little nervy nudges

Chopped onions and cucumber
Some tomatoes snuggled in
Finally, it was decorated
With a slice of cheese thin

Then came another bread
To lay on top of first
They combined with the juice
To quench the human thirst

Chewed by the teeth
They lost their form and soul
After all, satisfying others
Was their only goal

It was their ultimate goal...