Howard Firkin
And on a later day, God looked again
and saw that it was anything but good:
the forests he’d brought forth no longer stood,
and things he’d made to creep ran like a stain
and covered everything, alive and dead.
"I gave you herbs and fruits for meat. You treat
it all alike—an endless take away!
Did no one ever think they’d have to pay?
Oh, you’ll get fries with that, and deep fried meat…"
He started raving. Don’t know what he said.

He flipped. Like any burger, any Dad,
who’s seen the state the children leave the room.
I wouldn’t talk to him right now. He’s mad,
but he’ll… what starts with ’d’ and rhymes with room?