poems about onion bagels

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Some people ask, Why onions, Ted?

Why not some other flavored bread?

Why must your favor just be found

in bagels with bulbs from the ground?

To such as these I turn and sneer

then slice their throats from ear to ear

I’ve no time for naïveté

And my name’s Andy, anyway

itty bitty bagel nibbler

each bite piddlinger than the last

content to eat the slimmest slivers

onion crumbs dissolving fast

some marvel at your self-restraint

possessor of a patient tongue

but i already cleared my plate

and think your brains are full of dung