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"Would you like a meal?"  She asked.

"Who is this Emil?"

"Bacon."She said.

"Brother of Sir Francis?"

No.

An unctuous offer of meat and salt.
Frying, crackling, erotic in hot fat;
compelling, drawing, penetrating fragrance of ....bacon.

Then

Red, bursting ripe, splashing juice tomato.
Acid, fleshy carnation on the white breast of bread.
Sweet, yielding, plump, yeasty fresh bread.

"Lettuce," she added.

"let us, indeed." Said I, arising.

Green, crisp, all texture, no flavor.

A touch of pepper, a little bitter is better.

Gild it all with golden mayonnaise,
great French gift from the ancient Mayans.

                                                          Ellis