Mcdonalds And Me...[very Short; Junk Food; Humor] Poem by Bri Edwards

Mcdonalds And Me...[very Short; Junk Food; Humor]

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Eyewear tech with my glasses did toil,
and now Toyota tech is changing car's oil.
While waiting this warm day in Redwood City,
I've eaten a large ice cream cone. Just one. A pity!

McDonalds may get a lot of shit
for helping lots of people be unfit,
and there most likely is some truth in that,
but there are much worse things than salt and fat.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
eleven years after '911' and i'm glad i can still enjoy an ice cream cone in the good old U.S. of A. yay! ! !
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruth Walters 12 February 2013

Well there is a saying I heard that goes 'when I die I don't want to go to heaven looking pristine, I want to go with a glass of Chardonnay in one hand, thoroughly worn out and screaming, yeah hey what a ride in other words, yes M'cy D's are bad for you but they taste really nice.

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Kaila George 02 December 2012

hahahaha this is so cute and funny but sooooooooo true......smiles thanks for sharing....bravo

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