Sonnet - LG-BBQ (Large Barbecue)
The earth needs more men who devour bacon
Sure, I’ve had soy, it’s really not too bad
But char-grilled guys do get women achin’
You can’t deny it; truth is ironclad
Men go big-time when it’s love they’re makin’
They’ll beef up weak pecs and de-louse their pad
The whole world needs strength to stop from quakin’
I know this sonnet will get some folks mad
‘Specially those who do too much wakin’
I don’t much care, call me a douchey cad
Just shout when the tender loins are bakin’
Now listen up, this is where it gets rad
Roots, ribs or rice, no one cares what you eat
Ignore all the tasteless scolds when they bleat
About canceling the scourge known as meat
For those who cheered the turn of the food screw
Prepare for spice, you’re first on the menu!