Oskar Hansen

Food And Elvis - Poem by Oskar Hansen

I had opened a can of low fat rice-pudding and was
watching a food program, a big cook off in Tupelo.
Elvis father, Vernon, once built a small house here,
it cost him $ 250, but he could not pay the bank and
lost it; now the house is a shrine.

The winner, a cook who looked like a body builder,
said the pork had to be so tender that a toothless
man could eat it, and the sauce had to be right,
not too sweet or too sharp but with a hint of lemon.

When Elvis got to be famous he bought his parents
a big house and filled it with junks, he never been in
a fine home, how was he to know how the rich lived.
Cooks have come a long way, from the backroom to
where a bitter, low paid man resided and cleaned his
nails with a carving knife… and now TV stars.

Elvis best food was not pork, but a whole loaf, sliced
long ways, with a thick layer of peanut butter, bacon
and jam washed with sweet coca cola.

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  • (2/10/2013 5:39:00 AM)

    Good piece of prose - like it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 9, 2013

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