ChrisS wanted me to poemify about bacon. So here we go.
Ode to Bacon, Sort Of
by Chuck Baudelaire
Makin' bacon
Take an egg 'n
Break it in a bowl
Bake a cake
Of bacon
For the sake of self-control
Partake of bacon
On awakin'
Say, can you control
A naked, achin'
Macon man,
Can take a rasher whole?
You may contain
Impatience on
A yen for bacon, though
You flake 'n
You can't take it
To keep bacon from your hole
No way can you
Long stay from bacon's
Stake in all your goals
You're taken, achin',
Not forsakin'
Bacon's special role.
I ACTUALLY DON'T LIKE BACON ALL THAT MUCH. SORRY NOT SORRY LOL.
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| I don't even get it. |
Next up: Rabid weasels. Yep.
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