Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thursday, November 11, 2010

There’s not much I value more
Than chewing on bacon in the morning.
I’ll chomp until my jaw is sore
Then reach for a bacon extension.

I love the way I can cook it all day.
It’s easy to eat ’til I’m weezy.
It never gets old, gets cold or grows mold.
I don’t turn on the vent because I like the scent.

But what’s better is when you share the room
So I’m going to buy you some bacon perfume.

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