the struggle
quite often when i’ve ate my din
the folks i know won’t say hello
though i nod and wave they act like they’ve
never seen my face and away they race
leaving me alone to cry and moan
what could it be that makes them flee?
yet deep down i know with each burp i blow
that my bagel breath sickens them to death
yes my love of onion has me shunned and all this scorn leaves me somewhat torn should i change my flavor to gain their favor — or enjoy my food in solitude?
yes my love of onion has me shunned and all this scorn leaves me somewhat torn should i change my flavor to gain their favor — or enjoy my food in solitude?
