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birds of a feather flock to bacon (an ode)
By Malice In Wonderland
I'm not really sure
which smells better right now,
the pot or the bacon
frying on the stove
let's read tarots
and ponder life
outside of our filigree spiderweb worlds
and laugh at the absurdity of possibilities
but,
about that bacon
sizzling and searing
singing all the way
cajoling my tastebuds
burning them to hell
harmonizing
with seven mary three and cigarette smoke
let's play videogames
and mock stupidity
until we realize
that all the fucking bacon
is gone
love you man. :)
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Copyright 2013 Ashe
Author's Note:
for jack. thanks for the namechange :)Comments on "birds of a feather flock to bacon (an ode)"
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A former member wrote:
I like this a lot I feel like I can really smell the bacon and nothing beats the smell of bacon great read
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On Thursday, August 8, 2013, Dancing_Monkey
(1228)
wrote:
Bacon flavored poetry.
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On Thursday, August 8, 2013, Poetic-Realm
(253) wrote:
This is why we all need to save up our dough and buy a mansion and let all us creepers flock to bacon together. DP Mansion (with only some of the naughty dp) hahahahahaha
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A former member wrote:
seconded.
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A former member wrote:
but now i want bacon. and we only have turkey bacon. and i can't cook at 2am. and dude. you DICK.
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On Wednesday, August 7, 2013, Maladroit
(198) wrote:
I so wanna hang
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