2781

Pork

I try to retrieve what I had 

It just isn\'t going well 

The memories that I used to have 

Now smell like bacon hell. 

The sweet aroma that I adored 

Now smells more like rotten socks

Doesn\'t even look the same looks fabricated in blocks 

So for me pork is out

Some think I am to blame 

The food we are sold

If the truth be told 

Is sending me insane.