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!!!
Copyright © Craig Munn | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment