Frying Pan Philosophy
Bacon in a pan
Rendering its fat and changing in it.
It all goes away and hardens to a brick,
But that’s the drain’s issue.
I need not this adipose
A flame is this prose
To divulge myself
To melt away the layer of grease.
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