Have It Your Way, Joe

And so it is, the war drags on and the Fast Food Poetry never ends.

Burger City Brothel

BK Joe, he came to town,
said, "I'll keep 'em hoppin'."
Sonic Poppers hung from his side,
from death there was no stopping.
Tendercrisp was tied in there,
filet so soft and sweet.
Tomorrow, they would turn her out.
Next week she'd be spoilt meat.

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