“The Only White Meat”
From your head to your tail,
Your trotters to your spine
Belly, chops, shoulders, or loins
All so succulent and delicious
On the verge of being divine
You give me bacon
What else should I say?
I wish I could enjoy you
For all my meals, each and everyday
Cochon, pig, pork, or swine
To me, any label is fine
As long as you are in my life
Sweet delicious pig
“Good Fat”
You are butter
I am man
I have fire
And I see a pan
Turn on the flame
And you will go in
To my delight it will begin
You will become foamy,
Air becomes nutty with
Brown butter aroma
To you I can add anything
It does not matter,
Because you are butter,
And you are better
Butter you steal my heart
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