Fast Food

Boogers in the burgers,
Flies upon the wall.
Pee in the pickles,
Curtailed cheese to top it all.
Old and moldy lettuce,
Yucky tomatoes too.
I wont say whats in the french fries,
But if you only knew!
Blood is in the ketchup,
Acids in the drinks,
I'm stating to regret eating here,
Cause man this really stinks.
The chickens alive and kicking,
Yet cooking on the grill.
I really have to admit,
This is worse then working in the mill.
There's a skunk in the bathroom,
Underwear on the roof.
The cops are over there arresting,
Some crazy looking goof!
How anyone could eat here i just dont know,
But this is my last time coming,
I think i aught to go!!!

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Tania Kitchin

May 29, 2023 at 5:15 AM

Craig, well done, a fun poem with a great rhyme scheme, made me think of years ago when I worked at McDonalds and it was rumored that one of my classmates peed in the pickles who worked there as well.

Casarah Nance

February 12, 2016 at 11:19 AM

Haha, oh very creatively disgusting, well done Craig.

Cynthia Jones

April 18, 2015 at 6:36 PM

Craig, this is hilarious. I loved it!!! Well done. :O) Keep up with the great work. Keep on penning. Thank you so very much for sharing your wonderful and creative talents with us. We all truly appreciate it. *S* Cynthia

Suze Suze

April 15, 2015 at 12:04 AM

omg. i havent read somethin lik dat in my life. ur poem really creates a visual image. thumbs up. if i had been eatin somethin while readin it i would have thrown up....but anyway good poem.....will keep followin u