Bacon be

by Timothy   Jul 26, 2026


Bacon be,
Little old me;
A little crust of biscuit,
And I will risk it.

Bluefin be,
Cat food and me;
A little bit of saltiness,
Added to my existence.

Gruel be,
No meat for me;
A little bit of grain and water,
And I will soon see the Father.

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  • 2 days ago

    by Sean Olmsted

    Check out my YouTube channel @seanmichaelolmsted for mental health poems I write my own music and poems and post them i also do covers for music and mma
    I am a schitzoeffective bipolar type a diagnosed

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