It's kind of old, but this is my favorite poem that I have written.

Overwhelmed with Fast Food

I'm lovin' it
You can have it you way,
I'm thinking Arby's
But I can DQ something different,
Or I can think outside the Bun
But it's cool to be square.
The difference is real
Past America's Drive-In
It's finger-lickin' good
I can eat fresh
Oh, don't bother me, I'm eating.