He doesn’t know my name
Only that I’m here to feed
Yet he greets me with a smile
In this cold world of ours
Thats exactly what I need
How did he know
That I wanted a number 2 with large fries?
He knows exactly what I want
Just by looking in my eyes
Every time I come here
He has that same huge smile
As if I’m some long-lost friend
That he hasn’t seen in a while
This odd fast food relationship
Is as peculiar as it is true
I receive the same welcoming feeling
Whether its dine-in or drive-through
I remember a time
I was a little down
And the place was full of lines
He knew what I was going through
And made everything better
By throwing in a couple of apple pies
This odd fats food relationship
May seem odd
As I put it in writing
But after 25lbs. gained and one friendship made
I wouldn’t change a thing
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I know that place.
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