“BACON”

Every country
seems to have
their own way
preparing for
breakfast.

Australia is loin and streaky.
America is slim and fatty.
Japan is short and smoky.
Canada is thick and meaty.
And U.K. is about the same.

Anyway you slice it though,
it can’t be kosher
unless your rabbi
takes his cut
from the butcher.

narrative poem written on 01-06-2011 by: on mattkane.com
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