Don’t need no contest

To tell me Bacon is king

Why vote?  Eat instead

He wants his BACON

King Curtis gets what he wants.

You? You lived your life

Like some bacon in the wind

Fly into my mouth.

Crisp edged seductress

Practically begging me

To get my chomp on.

The World will look up

And shout “save us”, and I’ll serve

The pork protector.

Though there’s no excuse

Bacon haiku continues