Just Waiting For Mcdonald's To Open Poem by Shaun Cronick

Just waiting for McDonald's to open,
In this early morning hour.
Driving around in my muscle car,
High revving at full power.

Just waiting for McDonald's to open,
Their fatty foods I crave.
Its addictive high-cholesterol,
Will take me to the grave.

I guzzle only high energy drinks,
Named Monster and Red Bull.
They keep me wired all the time,
And my belly's always full.

When I get back to my pit,
I play a kids computer game.
My X Box is my addiction,
So much it drives me insane.

I have a job of sorts,
I deal heroin and cocaine.
A chav drug dealer I am,
To losers who die in vain.

For I don't give a monkeys,
Who will live or simply die.
The money keeps pouring in,
Though never enough to satisfy.

If you awake early morning,
Rudely on a summer's day.
That'll be me life's idiot,
Who'll soon be locked away.