Bacon-Fest Upset

Last week, Ruthie emailed me with an exciting prospect: a way to win free tickets to the upcoming BaconFest.  The person with the best poem about bacon would win 2 tickets to the beloved event.  Ruthie and I sat down and quickly scrawled off some inspired verses.  Here is what we came up with:

Ode to an unorthodox sandwich

by Ruthie

When I request my meal,

The waiter may gasp,

As my fellow diners grasp

The extent of my zeal.

Veggie burger with bacon?

I ask with a grin.

For it is no sin

To make a veggie burger non-vegetarian.

The delectable bacon grease

Seeps into the faux meat.

And the saltiness, can’t beat

That crunch as my teeth bite off a piece.

Beans and rice

Formed into a patty

Just cries out for a little fatty

Pork belly slice.

Ode to Bacon

by Wicky

I love you on a BLT

Especially if you’re a wee bit crispy.

Or simply with some runny eggs,

After a night with many kegs.

Or drizzled with a bit of syrup,

Is enough to make me chirrup.

I love you in a bowl of popcorn:

My favorite snack on a winter’s morn.

I love you in a bloody mary;

It never leaves me quite contrary.

I love you in a chocolate bar,

Even though that sounds quite bizarre.  

Hissing, spurting, on my griddle,

Adding girth to my dear middle.

I’ve dabbled with a couple sausage,

But found them all too average

Because you’re what makes my jaw start achin’

And me drool, anticipatin’

All my love:

A strip of bacon. 

I will let you, dear readers, judge for yourselves.  Here is the link to the 6 finalists.  I have not yet had the heart to read through them.  I'm sure they are all worthy in their own right.  But Ruthie and I have started planning our own alternative bacon-fest.  Whatever/whenever it is, it will surely be a sizzling good time.