Maybe Australia
Complimentary bagel
Compliments of whom, exactly?
The maid?
The shuttle driver?
The front desk clerk?
Something tells me
You didn’t come from The Chef
You are utterly plain Seedless Onionless Tasteless Heartless
You are squeamishly soft And spineless Your crust makes a plasticy Squeak Against my teeth
You are a soul crusher A crusher of souls How must it feel to crush a man’s soul so early in the morning?
They call you Continental But what continent on Earth Would claim you?
You are utterly plain Seedless Onionless Tasteless Heartless
You are squeamishly soft And spineless Your crust makes a plasticy Squeak Against my teeth
You are a soul crusher A crusher of souls How must it feel to crush a man’s soul so early in the morning?
They call you Continental But what continent on Earth Would claim you?
