Pure Poetry: Fixins

There's a needle in the noodle that the strudle has to straddle
and mother's making bacon in the middle of the griddle
so if you happen while you're lapping up
the needle noodle strudle because it failed to straddle
and you find your soup's not souping
because your spoon begins to rattle
then better reach for bacon from the middle of the griddle
and smile while you spittle, even if it's just a little
though you find yourself not breathing, in fact your windpipe's shut
it's only because you've eaten so
and sewed it all quite up.