The Blunder
I bought a buttered bagel
from the baker in my building,
But when I bit that breaded band
it tasted bland and boring
Betting that the baker boiled a bad batch of his batter,
Betting that the baker boiled a bad batch of his batter,
I barked across the bar that
my bite should have been made better
I’d barely blurted this behest when back came blistering blame: This bunch was baked with onion bulbs, but you bought one marked “Plain”
I’d barely blurted this behest when back came blistering blame: This bunch was baked with onion bulbs, but you bought one marked “Plain”
