My True Love

I bought the love of my life

For a dollar ninety-nine.

At first it seemed too cheap,

But regardless, she worked out fine.

I like to hold her and caress

Her warm, well-rounded body.

I stroke the softness of her skin.

Her emotion’s never haughty.

My favorite thing to do with her

Is put her in my mouth.

Her taste is quite compelling,

Like she comes from in the South.

My love for her is holy.

Her feelings, I need not finagle.

I’m happy today to finally say

My true love is a bagel.