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The Great Disappointment.


MacDonalds Big Mac

In advertisements the food,
Looks so very nice,
I often on it brood,
As it does me entice.

But the food I see,
And the food I buy,
With one another disagree,
And it makes me cry.

For though the photographs did me delight,
And I did things expect.
Reality my life does blight,
And does me deject.

MacDonalds Big Mac

For the food upon my table,
Says that me the advertisements did trick,
And so to eat I am unable,
As the sight just makes me sick.

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Forgive me Please.

McDonalds


Please, please forgive me please,
I must my spirit ease.
So to save my soul from more distress,
I confess. I confess.
And your patience I entreat,
When I say I sometimes at McDonalds eat.

For when I must nature heed,
And a toilet need.
I always do feel fine,
When I see McDonalds' sign.
Then like a penny in the slot,
It does buying a bite the moral letter dot.

And also when it's absolutely blotto that I am,
And my eyes can almost nothing scan.
McDonalds is the only place it matters not,
A single jot.
If to the ground I plummet,
Or on the floor I vomit.

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McDonalds

People who would have envied the Big Mac.

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McDonalds

When you're fleet upon your feet,
And feel it's time to eat.
Everywhere a red and yellow sign,
Let's you know that all is fine.

For these signs say they have it all.
And their fast food is at your call.
So once your meal you swallow,
You are free your way to follow.

But your stomach it will wonder,
What's going on, way up yonder.
For though you may think you've had some fuel,
It just thinks that you've been cruel.

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McDonalds

I canít remember when,
I first did see that yellow M.
But it was long ago,
And that is something that I know.
But though I saw it here and there,
It wasnít everywhere.

But now in every place,
There is of that M a trace.
And it seems with everything to mix,
So in my head it itself does fix.
And as thereís no escape,
It all my thoughts does rape.

For me that M does always seem to follow,
And I forget at times itís only hollow.
But it by its presence does demand,
That in truth, it should command.
And as it often tries to show itís selfless,
Against this wish Iím often helpless.

For it in the world is great and tall,
While I compared to it am only small.
So even though I try to fight,
What it says is right.
I fear a time my strength is worn
As then perhaps to it Iíll be reborn.

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