Bagel Blues (Poetry Form Twenty Five: Lento)

It’s the end of Lent. Have a lento! Rhymes at both ends of the lines!
Also, sorry, despite being about Jewish food, this piece of nonsense verse is not kosher for Passover.

Bagel Blues

We have them in England, these dry little rings
Of tough, chewy dough that we spread with cream cheese.
She told me she was unimpressed with the things,
Loved bagels, but wasn’t enamoured of these.

To me, it seemed like we were living the dream!
Just like people in films about life in New York
Who eat bagels with lox, who drink coffee with cream.
Must have seemed such a fool with my touristy talk!

Now I’m here in the States and the bagels, my god!
They are great crusty pillows of savoury joy!
How they steam in the bakery window! I nod,
Say I see how those bagels at home might annoy.

What will happen next week when we go home again?
Won’t they seem unimpressive, those cheap imitations?
Got to just make the most of these bagels till then.
Don’t you think it’s a shame they’re not shared by all nations?

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