emroidz wrote:
Subtle. I like it.
Ode to President's Choice, that makes flavours of chips for every Canadian Walking Stereotype. Even if we deny it.
((gosh, some of these are so funny))
An Ode To Bacon
The soft familiar sizzle
Of bacon on the griddle
Opens every sleepy eye
The dogs intently watch it fry...
No aroma can compare
To the scent that fills the air
Even coffee, freshly ground
Savory, salty, all around
Flavored with the taste of maple
In the South it is a staple
Long, or smaller than a thimble
Not at all a phallic symbol.
It's the combination of
All the things we seem to love
Savory, salty, crispy, sweet
It makes those scrambled eggs complete
Honestly, I think you're crazy
If you put it in a shake
And your vision must be hazy
If you put it in a cake
But just one slice, one cannot eat
For It's the potato chip of meat
And dogs around the world agree
It fills them with delighted glee
It's not like it will bring world peace
Especially to the middle east
But I don't doubt it might be able
To bring family 'round one table
If it helps a Phoenix rise
Audaciously, take to the skies
Other meats will be forsaken
For the love of virtual bacon!
(LOL! I seriously don't know what gets into me sometimes!)
An Ode To Bacon
Disclaimer
(this poem does exactly not reflect my current feelings about bacon -- all meat grosses me out now because of my OCD -- but I still want the digital bacon, and to get some laughs, so I shall take a shot at it!)
(this poem does exactly not reflect my current feelings about bacon -- all meat grosses me out now because of my OCD -- but I still want the digital bacon, and to get some laughs, so I shall take a shot at it!)
The soft familiar sizzle
Of bacon on the griddle
Opens every sleepy eye
The dogs intently watch it fry...
No aroma can compare
To the scent that fills the air
Even coffee, freshly ground
Savory, salty, all around
Flavored with the taste of maple
In the South it is a staple
Long, or smaller than a thimble
Not at all a phallic symbol.
It's the combination of
All the things we seem to love
Savory, salty, crispy, sweet
It makes those scrambled eggs complete
Honestly, I think you're crazy
If you put it in a shake
And your vision must be hazy
If you put it in a cake
But just one slice, one cannot eat
For It's the potato chip of meat
And dogs around the world agree
It fills them with delighted glee
It's not like it will bring world peace
Especially to the middle east
But I don't doubt it might be able
To bring family 'round one table
If it helps a Phoenix rise
Audaciously, take to the skies
Other meats will be forsaken
For the love of virtual bacon!
(LOL! I seriously don't know what gets into me sometimes!)
emroidz wrote:
Does this count?
Lol!
Juls wrote:
So many good ones already!
I'm ashamed to admit that I have already broken Guardian_Girl's rule #1....
I need to rectify this quickly.
I'm ashamed to admit that I have already broken Guardian_Girl's rule #1....
I need to rectify this quickly.
Oh boy. A bacon thread, created by a bacon enthusiast, who lacks bacon in their own fridge? The irony of it all.
Abigail_Austin wrote:
An Ode To Bacon
The soft familiar sizzle
Of bacon on the griddle
Opens every sleepy eye
The dogs intently watch it fry...
No aroma can compare
To the scent that fills the air
Even coffee, freshly ground
Savory, salty, all around
Flavored with the taste of maple
In the South it is a staple
Long, or smaller than a thimble
Not at all a phallic symbol.
It's the combination of
All the things we seem to love
Savory, salty, crispy, sweet
It makes those scrambled eggs complete
Honestly, I think you're crazy
If you put it in a shake
And your vision must be hazy
If you put it in a cake
But just one slice, one cannot eat
For It's the potato chip of meat
And dogs around the world agree
It fills them with delighted glee
It's not like it will bring world peace
Especially to the middle east
But I don't doubt it might be able
To bring family 'round one table
If it helps a Phoenix rise
Audaciously, take to the skies
Other meats will be forsaken
For the love of virtual bacon!
Love it, Abigail!
terrible limericks by mel: an ode to bacon
i once ate a meat from a pig
the strips were cut not so big
threw 'em on the griddle
they started to sizzle
ten minutes later i ate a fig (instead)
thank u, this has been terrible limericks by mel.
i once ate a meat from a pig
the strips were cut not so big
threw 'em on the griddle
they started to sizzle
ten minutes later i ate a fig (instead)
thank u, this has been terrible limericks by mel.
Guardian_Girl wrote:
Juls wrote:
So many good ones already!
I'm ashamed to admit that I have already broken Guardian_Girl's rule #1....
I need to rectify this quickly.
I'm ashamed to admit that I have already broken Guardian_Girl's rule #1....
I need to rectify this quickly.
Oh boy. A bacon thread, created by a bacon enthusiast, who lacks bacon in their own fridge? The irony of it all.
Situation resolved. Potential crisis averted. Phewww.
Juls wrote:
Guardian_Girl wrote:
Juls wrote:
So many good ones already!
I'm ashamed to admit that I have already broken Guardian_Girl's rule #1....
I need to rectify this quickly.
I'm ashamed to admit that I have already broken Guardian_Girl's rule #1....
I need to rectify this quickly.
Oh boy. A bacon thread, created by a bacon enthusiast, who lacks bacon in their own fridge? The irony of it all.
Situation resolved. Potential crisis averted. Phewww.
Phewww. I'm so proud of you.
"Song of Love"
By: PenguinColada
Your scent is intoxicating
Like a fine, aged wine.
The taste that I crave,
Your flavor so divine.
A crunch between teeth,
Chewy an option as well.
The form does not matter,
When I'm under your spell.
So many options,
Turkey, pork, and even soy.
All delicious, all luscious,
All bringing much joy.
Cholesterol be damned,
My health matters not.
I don't care if I get burned,
Because your strips are still hot.
So I sing a song of love,
The purest of them all.
A relationship unmatched,
An irresistible siren's call.
And thus I conclude,
This rhyme from my heart.
For bacon, you and I,
Nothing shall tear us apart.
By: PenguinColada
Your scent is intoxicating
Like a fine, aged wine.
The taste that I crave,
Your flavor so divine.
A crunch between teeth,
Chewy an option as well.
The form does not matter,
When I'm under your spell.
So many options,
Turkey, pork, and even soy.
All delicious, all luscious,
All bringing much joy.
Cholesterol be damned,
My health matters not.
I don't care if I get burned,
Because your strips are still hot.
So I sing a song of love,
The purest of them all.
A relationship unmatched,
An irresistible siren's call.
And thus I conclude,
This rhyme from my heart.
For bacon, you and I,
Nothing shall tear us apart.
tisonlychaos wrote:
terrible limericks by mel: an ode to bacon
i once ate a meat from a pig
the strips were cut not so big
threw 'em on the griddle
they started to sizzle
ten minutes later i ate a fig (instead)
thank u, this has been terrible limericks by mel.
i once ate a meat from a pig
the strips were cut not so big
threw 'em on the griddle
they started to sizzle
ten minutes later i ate a fig (instead)
thank u, this has been terrible limericks by mel.
Inspired by: How to be a Heartbreaker
How Not to be Vegan
Rule number one, is that you gotta have some, but baby when you’re done you gotta be the first to run (for more)
Rule number two, just don’t get attached to the pig that you will lose
Now Let me tell you
This How Not to be a vegan, nor a vegetarian if that’s your jam
Rule number three gotta love the meat, but never broccoli, unless you wanna taste no-meat
Rule number four, it’s gotta be baked or cured, kiss it goodbye at the fridge door, but don’t leave cause you want more more
How Not to be Vegan
Rule number one, is that you gotta have some, but baby when you’re done you gotta be the first to run (for more)
Rule number two, just don’t get attached to the pig that you will lose
Now Let me tell you
This How Not to be a vegan, nor a vegetarian if that’s your jam
Rule number three gotta love the meat, but never broccoli, unless you wanna taste no-meat
Rule number four, it’s gotta be baked or cured, kiss it goodbye at the fridge door, but don’t leave cause you want more more
SUPER cheesy meme but god i wish i could afford bacon more often
And bonus cook-off with bacon macarons
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