so down the hall I'm lurking,
I tell the front desk lady but all that she is is smirking
So now I get hostile,
and tell her to go dial,
Her manager should hear of this but all she does is smile
About that time I see,
between teeth two and three,
A freshly chewed up remnant of onion bagel debris
It all was misconstrued,
she wasn't being rude,
It's just that a bread ring has got her in a real good mood
So I forgive that gaffe,
embrace the hotel staff,
And in the lobby we'll share both a bagel and a laugh
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