Ghost of Garlic

Sincerest apologies
The cellular was out of my reach
You see
I was knee deep in a very mean feed
I was unable to speak
For the chewing of the layered pastry
Did take me to a tasty place
It was so rich and flaky
Yellow stains on my teeth
Don't you be so quick
To blame it on the durry
For it must be
All the Viennese coffee

Chantilly fever cream

Down the gate it goes with glee
Jorts ankled, standing in the pantry
I'm panting
Reckon I'll be in Noddyland by half past three
In timeless reverie
I found truе love at first bite of a bánh mì
Fresh from a roadsidе stall in Ho Chi Minh City

On death's bed
'neath my head
Heaven sent
Soft baguettes