The DVD player in Uncle Ming’s isn’t working. This meant there was no anime porn projected onto the wall last night. My girl friends and I were sorely disappointed. We quickly recovered by composing the following poem inspired by our bartender’s bread, which he so generously shared with us. Brace yourself, as this is possibly the worst piece of poetry ever:
Ode to Your Bread
Your supple yeast
Unleashes my wild beast
Your crust
Makes me lust
If nothing else, he gave us free drinks. By the way, Uncle Ming’s will be closed effective Nov 1. So sad.
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Only free drinks!
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