Andrea Han

My Bagel

I woke up in the morning,
To find a nice tasty, hot bagel,
Fresh from the oven.
My favorite blueberry bagel.

Thank you mom,
For making me something so delicious, so mouth-watering
Mmmmmmmmm…
Smells so good with a generous layer of cream cheese.

As I was about to take a bite,
A dark and mysterious person came by,
and ran away with my beautiful bagel.

I don’t understand.
Why me!?
Why my heavenly bagel?!
Tears start rolling down my face…

I want my bagel back.





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