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my true love and i do laundry

before we started anything serious
we figured we'd eat. chris wanted breakfast
so i suggested the Crest on sunset.
it was a few minutes after three pm
we were told no more breakfast.
i was all, thats so gay!
and about, i swear, twelve gay guys
whipped their heads around at me
and gave me evil eyes.
she settled on the croissant club
and i got liver and bacon, as always.
breakfast should be served all day
which rhymes with something

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