Bite Me!

I'm not sure why I wrote this as I hate KFC (not that it's my kind of place anyway, being a vegetarian).  In my defence, I was very bored at the time.

I will arise and go now, and go to KFC

And a small bucket buy there, of fries and drumsticks made

Some baked beans shall I have there, sized for the family

And eat alone in the greasy shade.

And I shall gain some weight there, for fat comes dripping slow

Dripping from the deep-fat fryer to where the cash till rings

There midnight's harshly strip-lit, and noon a neon glow

And evening full of the chicken's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day

I hear my stomach rumbling with low sounds like a roar

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I feel it in my clogged heart's core.

(With apologies to W.B.Yeats - original here)