A food of the gods,
dogs like them too,
so do humans.
Some dogs can say sausages,
I saw it on That’s Life.
A long defunct television show,
that aired on the BBC.
They’re a staple of many a dish.
Bangers and mash.
Toad in the hole.
A cooked breakfast.
Innuendos often feature a sausage,
something to do with their shape.
Perhaps that why in Scotland they’re flat,
they don’t like their food to be rude.
I guess they’re not massively healthy,
but eaten in moderation is fine.
No more than four hundred for breakfast,
stay under ten thousand a week.
So let’s all salute the sausage,
raise a glass to its place in our hearts.
It may be a common old banger,
but it’s the Ferrari of processed food.