Under the Golden Arches

Always a favorite of mine
that last meal with you
writing about it repeatedly
how we dined at McDonald’s
Filet-o-Fish and fries
the grandest of all final feasts ever

You were the one to keep
but you did get away

I let the line slip
and you were gone

A whale of a tale
that one
and I’m alone to tell it
again and again

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