Hogku Part Deux

It’s been more than a year since my first attempt at the soon-to-be-timeless art of hogku (that is, haiku about barbecue).  Well, the mood struck me again at last, so here goes the fruits of 10 minutes of labor (okay, maybe 15):

Amtrak train take me
To the once-a-year station
‘Cue Festival time
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Cole slaw is subtle
But accents the split between
East versus the West

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Pig pickin’ time now
Harvest the tobacco field
Start again come spring

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Tobacco and pork
Go together hand in glove
Smoking banned, ‘cue not

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A capitol dome
Perched atop Pete Jones’ castle
Skylight Inn lives on

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Pitmasters’ labor is
Rarely in view but humbles
The BBQ Jew

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