"It's Burger Time"

Gracious, burger striking, stacked high and wide,

A banquet of flavors, nothing to stow away.

Upon the barbecue, you sizzle and sing,

A flavorful commitment, a sample of spring.

Your bun, so delicate, a brilliant crown,

Embracing goodness all around.

Succulent patty, rich and profound,

A memory made in each chomp I keep.

Lettuce fresh and onions sweet,

Together they make this dinner complete.

Tomato new, a ruby red,

Settles in like it's been reproduced.

With pickles tart and cheddar that melts,

A glow like daylight that is sincere.

Each chomp an excursion, unadulterated joy,

You fill my spirit, from day to night.

Mustard sharp and ketchup gentle,

Together they make my internal identity.

A crunch, a snap, a delight so genuine,

In no way resembles my number one feast.

For each burger chomp I take,

A memory's made, an ache to slake.

Through flavors strong and surfaces brilliant,

This burger's affection, my spirit's own light.