Ronald McDonald's Soliloquy

[Brownlie]

The busts of lesser men are wrought
In grand displays of stone
These funny lifeless men are grave
Yet I am just as known.

I chose a painted plastic face
And set myself upon a bench
I offer up my arm to kids
Who never smell the stench

Of all those nasty cows I’ve killed
Why, what is death to me?
To me, a brightly painted sign.
Eternally in glee

So come with me to burger land
I’ve got a purple brute
To slay for robbing all my cups
Isn’t playing fun a hoot!

[rowens]

Grimace don't do that anymore.

The poem seems fine until the end. The last stanza could be someway better.

[Erthona]

"Of all those tasty cows I’ve killed
so what is death to me?

"To slay those robbing all my cups"
playing is such a hoot?

Yeah that last stanza is not so great. I'd change the title and leave a little suspense. But it is fun.


Dale

[Brownlie]

"Of all those tasty cows I’ve killed
so what is death to me?

"To slay those robbing all my cups"
playing is such a hoot?

Yeah that last stanza is not so great. I'd change the title and leave a little suspense. But it is fun.


Dale

Thanks for taking a look you make a good point about the title and the last stanza.