Burgers—How Long Will They Survive?

I love a good burger, still a bit pink inside

Soon the aroma to my senses on the wind will ride,

And capture at once that rebel in me, its latest victim.

Though the Nutritionist insists—“No more beef for him.”

O let me have that burger but, Oh My Grillmaster

Before you cease, please, upon it a slice of cheese do plaster.

I’ll place it on a round lightly toasted bun

No thanks, I don’t like those square ones.

Ketchup and mustard are both required

Maybe lettuce and mayo if I’m so inspired,

Then leave me be, I’ll munch quietly, 

As you talk about switching to turkey.

But at veggie burgers I’ve drawn the line

With the lights somewhat dimmed I tried eating mine,

Obscuring the light was not enough cover,

Eating just that one I’m no veggie lover.

Oh sure, I accept a turkey burger on a bun

But on occasion give me back my beefy one.