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Life is a McDonald’s ice cream machine,
always broken, and I am high in the drive thru at 2am.
I cannot check a McBroken that does not exist.
There’s no FTC to investigate.
All of Life’s competitors make sure to mock me on their marquees
being sure to remind me of what I cannot have.
I love this!! Simple, but thoughtful.
I think this was the same hour I was resigned to using something simple to say soooooooo much else as well. Granted this seems to be more your style than my simpler poem.