You and I are two special sauce beef patties on a sesame seed bun,
Meant to be together, meant to have fun,
Exactly the same in every single way,
Destined to be together forever and a day,
But there will always be this bread between us,
And things are already dead between us,
Because we did things the wrong way.
Twisted Moon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/big-mac/
