(A Valentine's love poem not for the high-cholesterol of heart, written by my friend El Paulo for all those tator tot lovers out there. Thanks El Paulo for this glimpse into your clogged artery heart. May your limeades be fresh, your fries be crisp, and your burger always have cheese.)
Oh! My dark mistress
Sonic, the evil one
Dark and twisted
Tasty and yummy
I long for you…
Yet resist you I must!
For you bring bad things
Badness
Yea, badness to my body
Yet the ride is so sweet
So smooth
So tasty!
Many drink combinations
Two are enough for me
Melinda and Aimee
Know me by name
Also Jeri and the new girl.
You think I’m kidding-
I’m not.
As though I were Norm
Everybody knows my name.
And gives me extra cherries
Really, that can’t be good for me.
What twisted genius
Opted to serve breakfast
Before when I drove by.
You were dark
Dark and foreboding!
In the first morning light
Yet speaking of evil
Soon to come.
Now you are open
And serve breakfast burritos
Loaded with unspeakable delight
Steak, egg, and cheese.
You tempt me
In my weakness
You shame me in my lack of discipline
And loathe was I to find out
On Memorial
It’s open 24 hours
It must not be so!!
I find myself pulled there
By its evil spell
I claw my way back
Away from its allure
Oatmeal for me
With dried craisins!
Yum…
Lack of cash does not bar the door
The gateway it locketh not.
It beckons with credit
So easy.
Swipe and wait
On their bountiful goodness
The carhop brings the bounty
To my trembling hand.
Oh Sonic
Would that I could sleep next to you
And cuddle you in my arms
Despite the coldness of your concrete
You make me warm inside.
3 comments:
haha. that's awesome. i love sonic too. i walk my booty over there some days because i can't control my cravings. naughty, naughty!
I read this. . .and wept.
bahaha... i love tots!
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