The Bacon Skyline Poem by Mark Heathcote

The Bacon Skyline



Guessing you readers haven't discovered this T-shirt depicting New York City, San Francisco, and Pittsburgh skyline with a backdrop of bacon rashers, it's an abode smelling of plenty, yes, ample pork fat to go around? The Bacon Skyline T-shirt depicts the city as being wonderful a place where its residents never want for anything. Once a very similar vista greeted me one morning on the 101 Stagecoach bus crossing the scenically sparse river Mersey at 8 Am from Princess Road in mid-October, heading out of the city of Manchester to earn a buck earn less prosperous my slice of low-fat rationed bacon.

rashers of bacon
the sun made an omelette
autumnal breakfast

The Bacon Skyline
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
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