Happy MealA Poem by Maxwell RyderA poem for kids who love McDonald's
I am a Happy Meal
I am one helluva deal, Fries, juice and a burger, Or a Coke; And I come with a bundle Of joy - a little toy! I'm so apoplectic, I wanna choke! It's no wonder, When kids see those Golden Arches, They are stoked. My name is Happy, And I am more than Just a meal; I've been called A box of hope! For ten riyals, I'm also a steal. McDonald's, I love you! ' Wanna elope? © 2017 Maxwell Ryder |
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