Fast Food Burger

Im a sad hamburger
You don’t even know what
I’m made of
Or how easily I crumble
You crave me once in a while
Only when you’ve ready to cheat
And you never want to know more about me
You wish to forget me
And work me off
Always hoping one day you’ll be well off enough
To never need me again

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