Fast Food Poems - Poems about Fast Food

1942 Fast Food Ad

the fast food ad from 1942 made me chuckle as a wife
featured a thin woman who probably never ate meat in her life
Surrounded by all of these burgers made the ad seem insane.
I bet this teeny tiny model had never had a malt or weight gain.

Everyone Knows It’s Wendy’s

Verse I

Who serves up burgers in pie squares 
calling them different I’d beware?           
Who makes the golden arches look rusty
stealing the crown from ol’ Burger King?
Who dulls Taco Bell’s ring?
Everyone knows it’s Wendy’s            

Fast Food Chains Of Faith

Someone has said to me:
Brother, if God is everywhere, 
Why should I go to church?
And I said to him:
Brother, the atmosphere is full of water
If you get thirsty, you just don't drink right away
You have to go to the source of water or a well
In order to quench your thirst.
Same with our spiritual life
Your soul

Fast Food Frenzy

In the glow of neon lights, 
Fast food joints open nights. 
Golden arches beckon near,
A feast so fast, all must revere.

Burgers sizzle, fries delight,
In the shadows of the night. 
But oh, the cost, we often pay, 
Health and wellness brushed away.

Grease and sugar, salt galore, 
In every bite, we crave for more. 
Yet hidden in

Fast Food Near Me

She’s driving safely.
While I’m tapping furiously.
“Fast food near me.”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
An idea! An idea.
Scrolling.
That sounds good…
Red light, green light, yellow light.
She’ll eat anything.
Except what is in this three mile radius.
My eyes are strained from my phone.
As hers are from driving.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
A car honks, and I look up.
I see a bright sign to our left.
I

Fast Food Death

They swore their burgers were certified

Their sides were vitamin fortified

We weren't very concerned

Until the day we learned

Their true contents left us terrified 

Fast Food

A clown named Ronald
Sold us on McDonalds
Then the King came to play
Saying have it your way
Old Dave squared the deal
Inviting us to Wendy's for a meal
The Queen has ice cream treats
Old Arby has the meats
Bojangles danced in with chicken and tea
But the Colonel holds the secret recipe
When along came a chick from down GA
Goes by

Fast Food

I have a box that I keep locked
In my bag
Pockets deeper than six feet
My friend Andrew died
But he still helps me pay for things
Jack let me get a number 1 curly
Mocha coffee and a couple of meat blankets
For here please, I'm going to write and eat
My mind is a safe full of paper green wisdom
No,

White Rabbit: Fast Food Robberies and Other Crimes

In her ivory tower, she was raised,
A sheltered child, a life of ease,
But Alice's tale, Lorina's heart had seized,
Her mind now set on a different phase.

Married at twenty to a man much too old,
Her life as a trophy wife grew stale,
And so she plotted, her heart gone cold,
Her husband's demise she'd avail. 

With her inheritance,

The Frightmare King

What he’s capable of, I do admit, frightens me the most
My dread began in 2006, on TV his face did appear
The Burger King with the giant head is definitely morose

He lies in wait as you sleep, his head on your bedpost
Behind the blinds in your living room, his plastic face so near
What he’s capable of,

Fast Food Fool

Hot peppers and spicy horseradish
   a gut-punch to the solar plexus
 Snake venom with moldy cheese
   not tonight, if you please...

 Tadpole skins and locust larvae
   strains my stomach of iron
 But a bloody Mary eggnog combo
   gags the esophagus of this Hawaiian

 Wonder how I developed

Fast Food, Fast Death

Let’s get some pizzas nice and cheesy

Nothing to cook, life is easy

Another quick fix, just what we need

Fast food, at lightning speed.

Food can fix most of our troubles

Deliveroo, comes to our homely bubble

Stay in and they deliver

Bad for your heart, bad for your liver

A gallon of coke, quench your thirst

Rot your teeth, a trip in

Fast Food

loaded cheeseburgers
don't forget the cheesy fries
and a milkshake too

A Cautionary Ditty Concerning Fast Food

There was a girl called Polly Esther,
the fastest girl from downtown Leicester.
Pre-packaged food was her sole fare,
For healthy meals she had no care.
In the tum for food there's room.
There plastic wrappings end in doom

Fast Food

Salami Fruit Sundae
Subway on Monday,
Pizza Hut on Tuesday,
McDonald's on Wednesday,
Burgerking on Thursday
Fat on Friday,
Obese on Saturday,
Exploded on Sunday.
That was the end
Of Salami Fruit Sundae

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