I sat down to dinner
and paid for a meal
with money I'd earned
working at Wendy's.

I drank ice-cold sweet
tea,
sipped savory cream
soup,
ate mouth-watering
lasagna,
and nibbled on fruity
cheesecake.

It was a nice meal,
then why did I have
such remorse when
the check came?

I enjoyed myself,
but I couldn't help
feeling like I wasted
my hard earned money.