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Wednesday, June 15, 2022

A Bagatelle in B (11)

Departing Bagram Airfield, 
we're served bagels and baguettes.
Our pilot's Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh. 
Embrace Shree, shall we...? Let's!
     As bagpipes sounded, stewards found 
some baggage missed their loading.
If bags -- air-, vomit- -- failed to board,
such surely'd be foreboding. 
     "Your bean bags and your bota bags...? 
Like duffle bags -- all here,"
co-pilot Bilbo Baggins blurts, 
"stored safely in the rear."
     "We did misplace some body bags,
some book- and burn-bags, too,"
the Emir of Baghdad observed.
"And douche bags just won't do."
     Then hostess Enid Bagnold...

     (a work in progress)

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