One Hard-Core Addict Since Two

A Sonnet of Love to Lovers of Meat      
     
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I live my life here in the fast-food lane,      
unlike the meatheads living risk averse,      
those chickens scared of every grave chest pain,      
each likely some heart specialist perverse.      
Still worse is she the picky vegan schmuck,      
hard forced to stick with ick like vegan fries,      
grilled vegan meat topped high with veggie yuk,      
plus vegan sauces, buns, and apple pies.      
Yet though that crap may keep her fit and strong,      
and help her live a decade more than I,      
my meaty butt near fits my hot beach thong,      
despite the busted string too tough to tie --      
distinctly so when squeezed behind the wheel      
on squealing to the clown, "My Happy Meal!"      
     
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