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Emily.
16.
Canadian.
Lover of cameras, computers, reading, food, dancing, acting, and friends.

Thursday, March 26, 2009
My McDonald's Poem

mcdonalds we are going,
to get some fatty food.
if you dont pick wisely,
it might taste previously chewed.

once we get a booth,
we shall sit and eat.
its just to plain old sad,
that they dont use real meat.

we will get a drink,
to fufill your thirst,
if you eat too much,
you might feel like ur gunna burst.

once we get outside to go home,
we wont be able to walk,
we will be so fat and unhealthy,
we might not be able to talk.

so if you want to be healthy,
and stay nice and thin,
the healthiest thing you should eat from there,
is the bag you get the food in.

10:44 PM




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