MooMoo..

****************************************************** PS : I have nothing to do, whatsoever, with the title of the poem !! ****************************************************** Shweta whispered, With hunger, unease, " Dude I'm hungry.. Let's go to Mc D's.. " I put down the phone And picked up my keys, Before saying, " Sure! I'm tired of Chinese ! " We vroom-vroomed like crazy In the cool, lovely breeze. The speedometer read 90 And I was at peace ! After parking my bike, In the shade of some trees, We walked towards the door. I already smelt cheese ! And There, Seeing you, A sigh, I released. You looked more awesome, Than any goddess from Greece. On a tray, along with FRIES Looking HOT, a li'l obese. I fell in LOVE with you Dear Mc Chicken with cheese :) PS : With Lots of cheese :D