SupersizedA Poem by CarlaThis one goes out to all the lovers... of fast food!
Yea yea yea, I’ve heard it all before Lemme get a fri w/ that shake as I walk on out the door Well excuse me for a second I’d like to flip it around Give you a lil’ sumtin sumtin and here’s how it’s goin’ down... Baby, baby please You got me beggin on my knees to feel your Big Mac Attack me... Your 1.99 blows me outta my mind Like Denny’s breakfast platter and IHOP’s pancake batter See, I can’t ignore these feelings you be ignitin’ You got me illin’ like Greased Lightnin’ when I wanna be chillin’ while you bitin’ on my neck like ham hocks and black eyed peas Come on baby... PLEASE! You can Have it your way just like the King of burgers used to say Want me to massage your rump roast or butter you like hot toast...ed english muffins? Mikey D’s ain’t got nothin on my D’s cause I am wild and wet for you to to get home to me... Please baby, baby, please Don’t forget to stop by Wendy’s I wanna biggie size your chubby like Bob’s Big Boy! Oh Boy Oh Boy! The Checker man himself used to say "do the twist" when you make my banana fudge sundae I love it when you make it like a oreo cream pie mudslide chocolate milkshakes and strawberry shortcakes That’s the way... uh huh, uh huh, I like it... Come on do it for me I’ll push it like that Salt N Pepa ish if you’ll rub me down w/ some horseradish Arby’s and Popeyes got the best chicken But baby, you are KFC, finger lickin... Mmm Mmm good... like Cambell’s soup Oh the possibilities Of you and me Sliding a bun in the oven No need to use an "oven mit" I’m clean like Hardee’s french fry grease On any given Tuesday I’ll be at Friday’s Dancing on the bar And if you pick me up in your Cadillac motorcar We won’t get too far before I let you taste creamy dill sauce Yea, you know that’s right... Baby, you are BOSS! So come on... forget about ya life’s hassle from your ballin tassles blue and let me upgrade your White Castle Boo! © 2008 © 2008 Carla |
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Added on August 2, 2008 |