Where's the beef?

I ate a hamburger at a restaurant and I asked where's the beef?

The chef got mad and he made me swallow my teeth.

That chef's patience was very thin.

I'll never ask where's the beef again.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I got the idea for this poem from those commercials that were made over 20 years ago. The elderly lady who starred in the commercials died in 1987.

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

I remember that commercial well. great piece and so true of restaurants today. High price portions so different then 20 years ago..