by Maria Francesca

"Welcome to McWorld,
May I take your order?"

"Yes, I'll take a double-cool job
with benefits,
a large order of glamor
and a filet-o-cash.
Oh, yeah,
and a doctor husband."

"Would you like to super-size your order today?"

"Okay, why not?
Also, could I have
a hot apple pie-in-the-sky?"

"Sure, Ma'am.
That's one order
of go-back-to-school with don't-hold-your-breath,
a large order of shallowness,
a filet-o-not-on-your-life,
a really naive matrimonial decision,
and a wake-up-and-smell-the-reality.
Anything else for you today?"

"Yeah, can I get
a Happy-Deal
for my kid?"

we're all out of those today."

"Okay, nevermind."

"Your total comes to
the next fifty years of your life
spent slaving at a pointless,
but important sounding job
in order to impress people
who couldn't care less.

Please pull around to the second childhood."


Posted on 05/25/2007
Copyright © 2023 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 05/25/07 at 03:43 PM

Brilliant. Smiled all the way through, a great write.

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