Then the next week... and again...
I think that lasted a few weeks and faded into history....
We were all sitting around the kitchen exchanging greetings
and the old farmer; who was proud of providing for his family;
told the cousins how the pork roast cooking in the oven;
and smelling delicious by the way; used to be down running around
behind the barns. This was too much information for one young cousin,
I don't know if he has eaten pork to this day!