This is my Breakfast . . . . . .

This is my breakfast,
there are many others like it but this one is mine,
My breakfast is my best friend,
It is my life.
I must savor it as I must savor my life.
Without bacon, my breakfast is useless,
without my breakfast, I am useless.
I must eat my breakfast with juice,
I must seperate and discard my eggwhite, which is trying to kill me.
I must isolate the yolk before the white begins to bubble.
I will.
Before the pan I swear this creed:
my breakfast and myself are defenders of my country,
we are the masters of our enemy,
we are saviours of my life.
So be it,
until there is no hunger,
but gluttony.
Amen