Oh, my dear Mc Rib
I feel so betrayed
I have been under the weather lately
so my replies are delayed
Our recent dispute has left me unsettled in pain
Add to that, gut rumble
And a bit of waist gain
It’s alarming your actions reached beyond my car door
No wonder I’ve been pm’d more than ever before
They've warned of misgivings, bad omens, despair
But I know what I like, so I didn’t care.
I’m not alarmed of your flirtatious displays
Just look at your buns, and your pork-o-luscious ways!
You were the one when I’d get that urge on the street
But remember, you’re just the other white meat.
I love your rich sauce drenched throughout my teeth
But the way you’ve been lately makes me scream
Where’s the beef??!!?!?
Filler bun or not I still like it thick
And I’m getting quite bored of your post-meal gut trick.
The Big Mac is stable and a legend at least
He’ll be around forever so I must make my peace.
You come and go like the scent of a fragrant breeze
You’re so tasty and good but you’re just a tease.
Big Mac and friends, they’ve got my back
I’m beginning to think I should go visit Jack.
My craving for you and my moods entwine
I usually desire you after I’ve had some wine
And even then, my taste will still depend
On what else I see; We should just be friends.
At the end of the day I stay true to my friends
You’ve been here from day one, and you’re here for me again.
You’ve left me once, but your taste has remained
You make me proud to be a McDonald by name!