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poems about onion bagels
the most important / most deeply introspective meal of the day
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Haiku #4
I've been noticing
top halves are onionier.
You take the bottom.
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an onion bagel poem a day keeps the doctor away. unless that doctor is a psychiatrist specializing in obsessive-compulsive obscure niche poetry writing, in which case the opposite is probably true.
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