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poems about onion bagels
the most important / most deeply introspective meal of the day
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
the comeback – or – what is whitesnake eating right now anyway?
i don't know what i'm eatin'
but i sure know what i ate
burpin' up the onion gas
from bread rings of yesterday
now i know how it feels
to taste again my long since finished meal
here it comes again
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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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