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Ode to Bacon

O thee I praise, and I sure ain’t fakin’ The fairest ether of carnal substance, our bacon! That unctuous crunch so satisfying I can already hear my fat cells sighing Yea, about you there’s not one thing faulty You make fried eggs so impeccably salty A special treat from the Lord, yes I dig Which is why he hid you inside a pig Kindly don’t regard me a barbarian, But you’re proof that God's no vegetarian There is no shame in how I thee adore I’d even pick you up after six seconds on the floor Sweet minutes after, the glorious aftertaste lingers Extra can be found on my greasy fingers O dear Lord, may we never run out Of the sweetest treat behind the muddy snout! 5/16/16 © Thomas W. Quigley

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Date: 8/26/2016 12:01:00 PM
My mouth is watering. Funny poem dad
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Date: 5/16/2016 11:09:00 PM
Made me smile! great write!!!
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Tom Quigley
Date: 5/17/2016 7:00:00 AM
Thanks, Arthur!
Date: 5/16/2016 4:29:00 PM
Ha, great tribute to an awesome food. I can smell it crackling in the pan now! Happy breakfast (lunch or dinner) to you. Regards, Craig
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Tom Quigley
Date: 5/17/2016 7:01:00 AM
Thank you, Craig!
Date: 5/16/2016 3:38:00 PM
:-) :-) :-) First, the picture is a "roller all over the floor!" :-) This is an ode's ode! Your "six seconds" rule slays me!!! :-)
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Tom Quigley
Date: 5/17/2016 7:01:00 AM
Thanks, Walter!
Date: 5/16/2016 3:24:00 PM
Yes bacon smells and taste wonderful !
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Tom Quigley
Date: 5/17/2016 7:02:00 AM
:-) Thanks, Pam!
Date: 5/16/2016 3:14:00 PM
haha...fun one Tom. I do love bacon.
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Tom Quigley
Date: 5/17/2016 7:02:00 AM
:-) Thanks, Tim!
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arthur vaso
Date: 5/16/2016 11:08:00 PM
Don't we all?