I pulled up to the order box,
I ordered a whopper of world peace,
a side of love,
and a drink of compassion,
with lots of ketchup.
After I drove home
I found
they forgot the ketchup.
Mar 21, 2018
The Drivethru
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
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Editing Stage: Editing - draft
Comments
Where is this place...
where you can order and get, a huge helping of world piece and a drink of compassion, with a side of love? I want to go there to get some food. Even as an ardent fan of ketchup, [I think that ketchup belongs on anything that isn't green, cereal or ice cream]; I wouldn't be too upset that they forgot the ketchup! Love the scenario , I wish it were real, it gives a person something to think about. ~ Geezer.
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too short
I would take this great idea and keep going with it with different products, things bought online or other venues of pop culture.
That was my first gut reaction to the poem. ...Keep going. This is a really fun idea with fun irony..I think you could have a good time adding to it.