Poem by Robert Burns

Impromptu on an Innkeeper Named Bacon, Who Intruded Himself Into All Companies

At Brownhill we always get dainty good cheer,
And plenty of bacon each day in the year;
We've all things that's nice, and mostly in season,
But why always Bacon - come, give me a reason?

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