A Grease Called Happiness

Don't you think you deserve a break today?
We do— Because we love to see you smile.
So enjoy yourself the McDonald's way.
We'd love for you to stay with us a while.
It's always a good time for a great taste,
So be with us—Be with folks, food, and fun.
All our leftover food will go to waste.
Why not consume it until there is none?
Believe us: what you want is what you get.
Be fulfilled by a grease called happiness.
We want you to have a branded diet—
In love with the Arch's almightiness.
Feed your inner child—and belligerence.
We hope that you'll enjoy the difference.

poem by Tim Stensloff
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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