Burger and fries At a roadside stand Constant buzzing of the flies Under an angry yellow sun
The mustard dripped down from the hamburger Onto her brand new dress
She stared down at it
When she looked up, There was a tear in her eye The single glistening salt tear Of her frustration, her anger
Harold, she said He didn't hear her, continued to eat Harold, she said again louder, Choking back a plaintive sob, I didn't think it would be like this He looked up, uncomprehending Like what, he mumbled Like this, she cried, our honeymoon, At a ******* hamburger stand He blinked and swallowed I want a divorce, she screamed This is a nightmare
His mind plodded through grease He found an answer But we haven't had *** yet, he said Oh, she said quietly She thought about that for a second And then started eating her burger again