Tuesday, August 3, 2010


Preamble: Some days, all of the problems of the world feel so overwhelming.... it's nice just to stop and smell the bacon for a moment.

O, greasy little piece of fat
Grilled to perfection
You smell so delicious
Tempting just a taste
"Ok, just one," I say
How can I resist?
One turns into two
Then two into four
Is 1/2 a dozen bacon strips
Too many for my heart to ignore?
They tasted so delicious
And, now I want for no more
A nap is really what I need
Where I can sleep in peace
And dream about more bacon strips
While my heart beats happ-i-ly.

© 2010 Lisa Ann Edwards

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