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| Airport Burger King, oh how I love thee… |
The delicious pick me up
of a meal between flights,
French fried potatoes,
and Bacon Whopper delights.
Why must you always lure me in?
With a nod, and a wink, and a mischievous grin.
Just ’cause I’m left with an hour to kill,
doesn’t mean there’s a pit in my stomach to fill.
But I can’t help myself,
I’m just drawn to you.
You’re a thousand times better,
than that lame Chili’s Too.
And although in the real world,
we seldom do meet.
At the airport you give me,
the ultimate treat.