I bid
one-thousand-five-hundred and fifty dollars
on a pretzel reminiscent
of The Virgin Mary.
I was going to make
a shadow-box
to put it in
To show my friends
But five-thousand one-hundred dollars
was way too much.
Don't ask why.
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1 comment:
I know why
Because it's a 3 year old pretzel!
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