This is the poem that started it all! The first poem Andrew and I ever wrote! Oh it's such a classic! Here's how it happened: I had just spent the night at Andrew's house (Yeah, he's my brother but we live in different houses. Long story. Well, not really, but... nevermind.) and among the things we ate for breakfast, bacon was one of them. So I told him how happy I was about it and that I'd do my bacon dance. He thought I was serious or something and that I really had a bacon dance, but I didn't. Anyway after breakfast we got in the van to go to church, and our church is an hour away so we had plenty of spare time doing nothing. Something brought up the bacon dance thing, and somehow I think I suggested we write a poem about bacon and so we found paper on the floor and got a pen from Andrew's Mommers and started writing away. It's kind of different than most of our poems, now we usually tell a story about something. I wrote a few of those lines near the end of the poem, and actually they pretty much came from some Point of Grace songs.
Bacon
By Jonathan
Charlton and Andrew Saah
October 11,
1998
Oh my tummy’s achin’
To eat some yummy bacon
It sure is really scrumptious
If we don't eat it, punch us
Bacon in my belly
Thank heavens it doesn't taste like jelly
Even though it's made of pig
Every time I eat it I dance a jig
I've got bacon in my soul
I eat bacon by the bowl
I'd rather go to jail
Than eat bacon stale
May I never forget that bacon is a virtue
If you insult bacon I'm gonna have to hurt
you
I eat it in a tower
And I eat it in the shower
You say bacon would hurt you
If you eat it you would die
But bacon will never desert you
As long as it isn't fried
Bacon will never let you down
Bacon will turn your diet around
(c)1998 by Jonathan Charlton and Andrew
Saah