Tim Horton's Trattoria

How can it be

Lasagna in the world of fast food parody
Of course its factory frozen long ago
Things are getting weird along fast food row

Try eating this on the go
Fowl cries the Colonel of long ago
With his famous finger liken jingle in tow

Is this the fate of Tim Horton’s we know
Can sailor’s share A ground soldier’s battle field and still hold the line
The Colonel of chicken fame knew this ethical line

His advertisement never did patronize
Poke fun, lead on or try to manipulize
Now along comes Timmies to shake down the free
All over a simple cup of coffee

poem by Nick krakana
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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