Nothing Wrong With Fast Food Buut Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I love the way I feel when I am
Around you.
You fill my stomach with crisp edges
Not everyone can make.
Since meeting you
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't
Think about the last thing I've eaten.
I am excited to hear about your day
All the things that have taken place.
These are the morsels of food that
I wrap in a napkin and take with me
Everywhere that I go, bacon included.
Although nothing wrong with fast food,
This by far is way healthier.
Your voice my favorite syrup
to cover my pancakes.
Your name my favorite thing
to lick off my fingers