Mission "Fast Food"

[Blogger's choice #1]

Our children are crying.
They're hungry for food
but we keep shoveling grease
and crispy delightfulness
into their mouths.
It oozes down their stomachs
and into their hearts
becoming a religion
with drive thru services.
Bow to the arches,
so golden and large
we can see them
from miles down the interstate.
Why touch an oven
when a meal in a bag
is just five dollars
and 49 cents away?
And why set a table?
A car works just fine,
or a couch if we're trying
to be fancy.
Come one and come all
to the counter and you'll get
no nutrition, but hey, a cheap toy!
It was made overseas by a child.
A child! A child with visible ribs.
And our rolls keep enlarging
like tumors that we have
implanted so well on our own.
And we're crying, we're crying!
We're so happy this way
choosing meals off a dollar menu.

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[Blogger's choice #2]

This fast food
it's got me goin crazy
can't get off the couch
makes me seem so lazy

someone should sue
that one place
they only gave me
fried chicken to shove in my face

oh, it shouldn't matter
we shouldn't care
cuz I only wrote this
because of a dare

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[Blogger's choice #3]

the over priced
over salted
over limp
deep fried potato

dipped in
the spicy
but sweet
but fake
mashed up tomatoes

accompanied with
ground up cow bits
on circular bread
with seed from an unknown plant

badabababaaa

i'm lovin it.

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[Blogger's choice #4]

Fast food, Fast food
Oh, how you put me in the mood.
You really make my heart sing
But not the crap from Burger King
I'm talkin Wendy's, baby
Spicy chicken sandwich all the way!
Gotta eat it quick, okay?
Because tonight is the night that we agreed...
we're going to stop reading mystery google after we smoke weed
because I'm really stoned but Wendy's is definitely closed