The Man, The Legend, The Burger King

The Emperor sits atop
His throne of golden fries
As the children wait with anxious eyes.
The oven is warming,
And the deep fryer is glowing.
Today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

The sun illuminates the frame
Of the drive-thru,
While soldiers in blue
March into the castle
Unafraid of another day’s hassle
For today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

The glistening charbroiled meat
Saturated in morning dew
Gives off a brownish hue.
The chicken nuggets pop on the grill
While a bird sings on the window sill.
Today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

The Crusades are over,
And the Holy Bun is lost.
The Salty Sovereign paid a great cost
To keep his home level
Free of the McDevil.
Today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

Lost in a dream,
The Whopper Ruler lingers
While passing some chicken fingers.
A smile crosses his face
As he changes pace
For today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

The Mustard Monarch recollects
The times of old
When greasy burgers sold like gold
And small sized cokes
Were seen as jokes.
Today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

He remembers Wendy,
His one true love,
As a goddess sent from above.
Now she gives her fries away
To anyone with the time of day.
Still, today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.

He will rise up against the two golden arches
And defeat the War McMonger.
This Ketchup King will sit by no longer
While others steal
His tasty kid’s meal.
Today is the day the BK
Will have it his way.