‘Food’ Poem: Chick-Fil-A Fries

Ode to Chick-Fil-A Fries

Occasionally, I find myself somewhere rather

Unexpected

McDonald’s admittedly has

Scrumptious

Perfectly textured

Nuggets filled with crunch

However

Upon seeing 

but simpletons 

feasting on their 

puny

skinny

half-baked

“fries”

I must sniff with displeasure

McDonald’s fries!

What a concept!

Clearly, these imbeciles have no perception of true art.

Chick-Fil-A fries are 

perfection

No questions asked

They are

sliced generously

precisely burnt at their edges

to be dipped in savory Chick-Fil-A sauce, another

staple to be enjoyed with one’s

Eyes scrunched up with delight

Mouth hanging open 

Head hung precariously off shoulders

Palms thrust towards the Sun

Absolute Euphoria with

a capital “E”