The burger of my life
Single
Double
Plain
Cheese
Here
To go
Regular
Super-sized
Multiple choice menu conversation
Not a source of inspiration
Every time food is fast
Though it may be the last
Hours later still tasting
Artery walls in plaque are basting
Mind control yellow clown
Plastic faced imposter crown
No more will resolve to nourish
In time will return to flourish
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