Bacon, is there anything it can't do?
Yesterday Robyn was getting ready to go shopping. She asked if there was anything she needed to buy that wasn't on her list.
Me: "Bacon"
Robyn: "We have bacon in the fridge."
Me: "We probably need more bacon."
Robyn: "We have more bacon in the freezer."
Me: "We probably need even more bacon."
Robyn: "We can't just spend all our money on bacon."
Me: "There are things in this world more important than money. Bacon is one of those things."
Naturally, Robyn just rolled her eyes. But I was overwhelmed by my own wisdom and naturally went straight to twitter and facebook to share what I had just said.
In light of this new found wisdom, I have decided to write my second poem ever. This time I wrote about bacon.
Ode To Bacon
Bacon, Dear Bacon
On a BLT I've found you are fun
Whether it be on a slice of bread or a bun.
I put bits of you in salad to make it great
Or I put you next to the eggs on my plate
Bacon, Dear Bacon
When you wrap around beef, it brings me joy.
Your salty taste makes me a happy boy.
You are delicious with any meal it is true.
If I had to live without you I'd be blue.
Dear, Dear Bacon.
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How do you feel about bacon? I feel it's so amazing I might even try Coke that was flavored like bacon. (And I don't like Coke)
Okay, I might be willing to admit that that sounds disgusting. But don't hold that against bacon.