Ode to In N Out

Why do you taunt me as I drive the 101?

Your big yellow arrow, your red palm trees in the sun.

My car starts to swerve my mouth starts watering,

knowing that soon, a "double animal style" I'll be ordering.

Your style is so simple, your food tastes the best,

Your soda machines are always better than the rest.

Your burgers are so tasty, you can stack them 4 in a pile,

you can wrap yours in lettuce if you prefer the "protein style."

Your food is never frozen, processed or microwaved,

and those not too salty fries, fresh from a potato they are shaved.

Your buns are baked fresh, in half they are cut,

they melt in my mouth, and surely settle on my b...ottom?

The kids they adore you, stickers, hats, and grilled cheese sandwiches are served,

I'll run a few extra miles so those calories are deserved.

How I wish I still lived near you, it seems like such a sacrafice,

But alas, in Seattle, Ivars will have to suffice.