The one -
it’s at the big Mcolossal and delicious
they call it big mac
Help me -
a hunger deep downonly one thing can suffice
give me the big mac
The new reign -
Burger King is deadMcDonalds is king now
all hail the big mac
Get it -
kids dream about it and grown ups have to have it
now just go get it
My everything -
what more could you want taste buds yearning for a glimpse
it is everything
Poem: THE NOISE
I open my eyes, a noise
alone i lay, sheets all a mess
it’s dark, 3 am
just hearing things I guess
it comes again
the noise
what is it
is my mind playing tricks,
but there it is again something is near
i refuse to acknowledge it,
but someone is here
should i hide, should I pray
how can i know whats best
terror fills my chest
i move to the closet
floors creaking
footsteps up the stairs
my arms stand up it’s hairs
i begin to tremble
my heart beats so fast
each breath I take
could it be my last
the doorway fills with darkness
every inch wrapped in fear
what does it want
why is it near
do i scream
do i yell
is this it
this is hell
closer it comes
i can’t bear it
I try to move but i’m stuck
completely out of luck
just before i see its face
everythings gone, I’m awake
such a relief,
a deep breath i take
I look around
it’s dark, 3 am
did I just hear a sound
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