When Bacon is only a dream by Keith D Allison Three eggs and a horn where is my bacon Baby upside down where is my world what have you done here Baby tipsy Tirby world denim and lace bread and jelly oh girl what have you done Three eggs and a horn where is my bacon Baby 02/29/2012 Posted on 03/01/2012 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/01/12 at 03:02 AM I'm not quite sure why I LOVE this, but I do! Posted by Linda Fuller on 03/01/12 at 03:26 AM I'm with Alison - love this! Posted by Vivienne Grant on 03/01/12 at 06:35 AM curious about the tipsy Tirby . . . this is curiously appealing ~ fresh, youthful and dizzy ~ thanks for the trip back there! Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/01/12 at 07:02 PM Yes, the words relate and don't and make me laugh and do kind of spin me around. I like. Posted by Paganini Jones on 03/02/12 at 12:02 AM A topsy turvy poem methinks. My mornings get that way too. And it all comes down to the bacon. I do love the sounds this poem makes. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)