Tastes

There was a time once,
sitting in Ronald McDonald’s Caboose
with Grimace,
I wanted only a plain cheeseburger,
no ketchup, no mustard,
nothing -
just cheese,
and meat, and bun.

Three times my birthday burger came
with the works,
and I cried,
and ate the cake instead.

It seems funny today,
as I stand at the counter
asking where the mustard is.