WHERE THE BAD THINGS ARE

I was in a dark, damp forest from times of yore, 

Monsters and man eating plants were in trees, and on the floor,

But, I was aback taken,

When I found me some bacon,

Then I slammed closed the refrigerator door.

BACON, TOAST EGGS GOOD: CEREAL, NOT SO MUCH HAIKU

High priced cereal,
Nice box: tastes like sticks and leaves,
Trash can smells better.

Sugar, Cereal,
Yuck! Tastes like very dry grass,
Eggs, toast, bacon, good.

BACKWOODS MICHIGAN HEART CLOGGING DIET LIMERICK

I love my bacon grease fried potaters,
I flavor them with garden green tomaters,
With scrambled eggs on the side,
And venison steak grilled with pride,
Such foods to my senses they caters.

ONWARD DEATH DIMENSION

In the end there is no end, just a silent tuning fork,

Like a wine bottle once opened up, you can't appease with cork,

So, oft we go,

We loose all we know,

Of tensions, time and tork.

I only wish that I could have,

More cheese and bacon pork,

PET PIG BACON AND SAGE SPRIG SAUSAGE LIMERICK

Gretta had a pot bellied pig,

Dan's peanuts it decided to dig,

Because Dan's food had been taken,

Dan made the pig into bacon,

And, some sausage with a leafy sage sprig.

MY LITTLE DOG LEE

I had a feisty Pomeranian named Little Dog Lee,

He would bite down on my pant cuffs and not let them be,

But, when I offered him bacon,

His real desire would awaken,

After that he'd let my pant cuffs hang free.

MY BACON, APPLE, CINNAMON, CHEEZY PIE

I kept my baking powder very dry,

So, I could bake my Apple pie,

I use apples, cinnamon and cheese,

I bake at 350 degrees,

And, pile on bacon to the sky.

A COMPLETELY STUPID LIMERICK

While I was away fishing on a bridge,

A giant tuna robbed my fridge,

And, what was taken?

It was ten pounds of bacon,

The tuna fried my bacon on a high mountain ridge.

MARTA'S WICKED WHIRLIGIG,

Martha's wicked whirligig,
It was so fast, so big,
It spun way to fast,
Then, went flying at last,
And, made bacon out of Maribel's pig.