Big Mac and the Gang
BIG MAC AND THE GANG
Big Mac with Chocolate Shake and fries, a gang
that will cause your demise, until then it lies,
as you chomp, gulp, and salt..salt...salt,
its guilty pleasures, satisfying fullness.
At 55 you carry cheesy buns on your waist and
that throbbing pain in your chest, ain’t no sweetheart.
10/8/2017
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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