So there we were, working at the Ark, and then I somehow convinced Jen to run to the bakery and get me a BBQ pork bun. Except I didn't get the whole bun, but the bun minus a good-sized bite. So this tune name occurred to me.

I was thinking of those crooked Newfoundland tunes when I wrote this jig, so I made it match the title by leaving out a beat in each part. Of course, that's not how those Rufus-style "doubles" work at all. Guess I'll have to try my hand writing one of those some other time.