Nobody bothered to tell me that April was National Poetry Month -- no doubt a conspiracy started by someone who has read my poems. Here goes:
3 Cuts of Pork
I don't think I'll ever see
A poem as lovely as pork bun with kimchi
Lobster with peanut butter and jelly
A big fat square of pork belly:
Surf 'n turf for the insane.
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Had Jesus offered bacon
To the forsaken,
Lordy we'd all be Christians now.