Today’s Elusive Bagel
It was mid-morning,
shall we say?
When an urge for a
plain, toasted bagel
Took on me its
sway
As I walked away
from my work table.
Into my wheels I drove
as if star struck
By a compelling logic
To the closest
Starbucks
For a tall java
and my bagel-eating project.
“But no,” said the
barista
“We’re out of
bagels today.”
So back on the
150 I drove eastward,
Heading for the
next long-locks Siren on the way.
Upon positioning
into a parking space
I was suddenly
be-mused
By the store's remodeling at a leisurely pace.
It being closed, I
descended into the blues.
One more chance as
mid-morning about to close,
Into the Mall
trotted I to the caffeinated stand,
An aromatic arabica brew filled my nose,
But there, too, no
bagels were on hand.
“Why not,” said I to
the polite young server?
“You’re the third
store with bagels unoccupied.”
“Didn’t you know,”
said the smiling, customer-oriented worker,
“The batches of bagels were compromised?”
Now what to do?
It’s approaching
time for lunch.
With so many
minutes and miles that I blew,
I’ll go to Panera’s
and call it brunch.
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