The night rain cooled the following day, making it feel like winter. Climate change continues to wreck the weather, and spring days bloom in winter. Earthworm carcasses rot in drying puddles. Freshly cut grass soaks the air and drowns the lungs. A murder of crows pecks at the bloated insect bodies floating atop the grass. Their joyous caws echo across the overcast sky. The feathers on their swollen bellies gleam from my car's headlights.
"I'll have the 3-piece chicken strip combo with hot sauce, and a medium Cherry Coke." A crow waits below the drive-thru window.
"Here's your order." Medium Cherry Coke crosses the facing windows. "Than—" The crow strikes the brown bag and spills the order on the floor.
"Please pull around to the front, and I'll redo your order." The crow's laughter reaches the front of the building and follows the fast-food server back inside.
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.
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 needs food to eat
The food of the soul is the Words of God
You don't just eat everywhere
Though you have seen many Fast Food Chains of Faith
You have to choose which suits your taste
Your soul needs food that is delicious and nutritious
The Words of God is a complete food for the soul
Without Him, our soul will be in perdition
Matter most your spiritual state in the end
Our soul is eternal, infinite and endless.
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 this swift delight,
Are hidden perils, out of sight.
Convenience calls, we heed the plea,
Ignoring what the cost might be.
For every burger, every shake,
A toll on health, we undertake.
So in this world of speed and zest,
Pause and ponder what is best.
Balance out the fast food craze,
For a healthier, brighter phase.
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 put my phone away.
And point to the restaurant.
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
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 the name of Fil-A
She refuses to work on a Sunday
Yet it is her pleasure to lead the way
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, you can't have the key
Just keep driving thru
Hope you get to the driveway before the rain
Cloudy weather but my funds sunny
Floating slowly back to the ground
My favorite combo always makes me float
Stay hungry my friends
p.s. #410 food for thought...
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 my bizarre sense of taste?
~ A flush of the toilet for whoever said, 'Haste makes waste'
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 a hearse
Your fast-food gut expands and enlarges
Let’s a buy a fourteen-seat sofa
For a couple of barges.
Look in the mirror a gastric disaster
Use some pills as a sticking plaster
Fatigue, couples the weariness of sloth
Cheese up some bread and finish the loaf.
David Cox 24/06/22
loaded cheeseburgers
don't forget the cheesy fries
and a milkshake too
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
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
McDonald's and Burger King fare
Fuel obesity fair and square
Fast food tastes so good
We eat all we could
Truth be told, we really don't care!
When at home its often fast food I crave,
might even be leftovers that I saved,
always in a race,
open and shut case,
thank God for my nuke everything microwave!
12-20-16
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