going through
the burrito assembly
line at the local
fast food
establishment, feeling
really hungry,
you are frustrated
with how little
chicken they
put on that giant
spoon, how
small the portion
of guacamole
and cheese is.
what's the point
of having a big
spoon if you aren't
going to use it
you want to say
out loud, but the
man in front of you
knows how it works,
asking, pleading
for extra with each
turn of the spoon.
so you do the same.
hot sauce, yes, please
extra.
cheese, yes, extra.
more sour cream.
oh yes, you say,
don't be stingy
with that ladle.
come on give it to
me baby. give me them
black beans girl.
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