Pig Crossing

Pig Crossing

A Poem by Dave Brown

a good yoke


Pig crossing a fryin pan

Too long he was takin

Cuz next thing he ended up

As a plate full-a bacon


And crossing that pan

A lone egg yoke had been tryin

But in the heat of the moment

Had found itself fryin


Both then had showed

The result of slow feet

With them ending up

As a breakfast to eat


Ketchup was added

For an extra touch of taste

And the final result showed

Not a spec went to waste

© 2020 Dave Brown

Author's Note

Dave Brown
yummy yum yum

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Never understood ketchup on eggs. :)
But I find myself craving bacon and eggs now. Mmmm.
Fun poem.

Posted 1 Day Ago

Dave Brown

1 Day Ago

Things must be different back east
Jeeps being called cars and no ketchup on eggs, next thing.. read more
Ana Papaya

1 Day Ago

You guys out west are weird. :)

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Dave Brown
Dave Brown

gabriola island, BC - British Columbia, Canada

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