The twisted, salty sweetness of your dough
Causes my poor stomach to ache
With a longing I cannot mistake.
To be without you is a certain woe.
I need those buttery pretzels
That can only be found in lame malls.
Baseball pretzels will not do:
Expensive and too dry to boot.
The crunchy ones just make me sick;
Salty, small, and not as thick.
The only pretzels I want to get
Are ones that later give my bowels regret.