poems about onion bagels

I’ll admit I wiped my mouth on the cat, if you admit you don’t respect my right to privacy

So what tipped you off?

The onion crumbs under his collar,

or the Pepé Le Pew smear of cream cheese down his back?

And what, might I ask, are you doing here again anyway?

Aren’t you supposed to be at work?

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09 2009

by andy
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   llamaboots #

   09.07.2009 09:07

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   I would love to know what inspired this… did you wipe your mouth once on Marbles?