Ode to Bacon

Hey all,

It's time once again for another weeks poetry we have today a little piece about the ultimate breakfast food.
Hope you enjoy.

Mmmmmmm

Oh precious porcine product
In the cold languid mornings of autumn
How I love thee
Sizzling ever so gently on the glorious golden grease filled griddle
The life blood of creation
Flowing through every fiber of your tender pink porky perfection
Steadily metamorphosing into a clear crisp cluster of clarity
The saturation of salted sensation scintillating the soul
The sun rises not for love
But to bask in the beautiful bounty of breakfast bacon
Oh what you do for any and all things
Breakfast lunch dinner soups salads sandwiches and even ice cream
Mmmmmmmm
Bacon

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