There's a Whopper of a sun
Peeking over a field of fries
Trying its best to ketchup
With this finger licking life

As a bubbly soda stream
Runs through the middle of it all
Kids in donut boats
Paddle by with Pixie straws

Some might take a dip with chips
Be it ridges, be it curls
It's easy to see that this
Is a spinning Junk Food world

With flying pizza pies
Pepperoni U.F.O.'s
Ice cream slip and slides
Where sprinkles slow the flow

Tuesday's roll around
Tacos come to town
Holy moly guacamole
With fist in face we shove them down

Every woman, child, and man
Every boy, adult, and girl
Are here to help to lend a hand
In this spinning junk food world