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poems about onion bagels
the most important / most deeply introspective meal of the day
Monday, February 23, 2009
Limerick #3
when i taste a rich bagel crust
whose onion topping is robust
the joy's so severe
that i truly do fear
my tongue might spontaneously combust
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Nicole
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Way to limerick, dude!
February 25, 2009 at 2:42 PM
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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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1 comment:
Way to limerick, dude!
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