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Just something for all you Bacon lovers to consider! Some may know of this poem, but I'm sure! Many have not. From His Tail To His Snout. Author Unknown: Do you think brother, that in Yahweh's great plan , when He was prescribing the best food for man , that He made a mistake, leaving the swine out,
for he was not good from his tail to his snout?Oh, the carcass of an old dead horse or a cow , don't get more rotten than a dirty old sow;though we holler a lot about boils and gout, we eat Miss Piggy from her tail to her snout.
We won't eat the buzzard, we'd think it a crime,
but how much more filthy is he than the swine
that we make into pie, or we cook him with krout;
and eat him with joy, from his tail to his snout.
We cook him with cabbage or boil him with greens,
with his mangy old hide we season our beans;
with his scabs and his boils within and without
sweet piggy we eat from his tail to his snout.
'Tis sad, dear brother, though God's word is just.
we eat the slop-eater, for eat him we must ;
the dirtiest of beasts we will not do without,
but eat them we will, from the tail to the snout.
Now we sing and we talk of God's love so divine;
then like vultures we feast on the dirty old swine
we might shun many ills and diseases no doubt,
by not eating him - from his tail to his snout.
Yet we worship the Lord and we pray and we shout,
but that old hog's flavor we can not do without;
for ham, bacon, and sausage, we go the whole route
and eat the whole pig from his tail to his snout
In God's word we find he is classed with the dog.
no matter how high bred he's still just a hog.
though you wash him and teach him - try if you will.
He'll go right back to his mud and his swill.
We'd be better off if we obeyed God's command,
and use vegetables, grains, and the fruit of the land,
then it wouldn't take half of the tonic and pills
to relieve all mankind of their swine-flesh fed ills.
You may think of fresh pork as a very great treat
but our bodies are made out of just what we eat,
and the food he has eaten, the filth of the land,
goes into our body as food, second-hand.
On filth they feast, while in stink-holes they lay
and still for their carcass good money we pay;
the preacher, professor, or the judge on his bench
eat the carrion-eater, his filth, and his stench.
We eat the old grunter, we eat the young shoat;
the fat that we fancied may be pus or bloat
It would smell as good, and as healthy no doubt
as the hoofs and the hide, the tail and the snout.
We may like him lean, or may like him best fat;
just as well eat the dog, or maybe the cat;
just as well eat the buzzard, the owl or the bat,
the lizard or the snake, the mouse or the rat.
Our most sensitive natures would almost run wild
if we handled the corpse of a man or a child;
But we sit at our table and cram down our throat
with the greatest relish - the corpse of a shoat.
The Lord made him a scavenger, He says he's unclean;
What other creature is as filthy and mean?
If we eat flesh, or touch his dead carcass
with sin and disease it surely will mark us.
No wonder we're weak and our heartbeat is slow
Sanitariums full, hospitals overflow,
for we eat such unclean, abominable things
that are creeping, crawling, or flying with wings.
God forbids us to eat those dirty old creatures,
no matter what is the theory of preachers;
if left to ma's opinion-we'd not know the right.
But praise Yahweh, in his word there is light.
And now, my brother, you may no doubt recall
indulgence of appetite caused Adam's fall.
our Messiah was tempted on this point-no-doubt
then why do we eat from his tail to his snout?
Now I have told you my story, recited my piece;
if you can eat pork with your conscience at ease,
if sin, filth, or disease, you care little about
keeping eating the brute from his tail to his snout.
Enjoy your BLT's & Bacon with Eggs!
By the way the exact author of this poem may be unknown, however the true author can be found in the Bible!
Read Isaiah 66: 16,17 and
1 Corinthians 3: 16-17 KJV
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