Porking Out
As all roads lead to Rome
(if not home)
and when there
I do as the Romans do
and pasta alla carbonara
is my favourite meal
not scallopini veal
could not have too much
pork on my fork
and as a kid for the nonce
received the nickname
'Bacon Bonce'
but when in Spain
my brain remains
mainly on a higher plane
(the mountain)
where I enjoy Jamón Serrano
(como el paisano)
produced with a quality guarantee
under the strict control
of and labeled
Consorcio del Jamón Serrano Español
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