poems about onion bagels

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onion bagels

lying by the pool

glistening with body butter

and baking in the sun

don’t forget to flip over, bagels!

and go see a specialist

if an onion spot changes shape.

I stood one winter by the river’s bank,

And gazed across at the thickening ice.

I had my Lord and my baker to thank,

For my meal was warm, so toasty and nice.

It smelled of onions, life’s richest bouquet,

Its skin shimmered brown beneath the sun’s glow.

Though heav’nly bodies I dare not betray,

I swear I beheld it melting the snow!

The blanket of white was thinned to a sheet,

And life anew arose hysterical,

Up sprouted shrubbery, grasses and wheat:

Eden reborn, a wond’rous miracle!

Soon that frozen river babbled once more,

And I swam safely to the other shore.

by andy
posted in sonnet
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