The Dancer and the Cheeseburger

In a diner glowing neon bright,

A dancer twirled beneath the light.

With leaps and spins, a dazzling blur,

She danced her way to cheeseburger.

The bun was golden, so soft and warm,

The patty thick, with perfect form.

She spun a waltz across the tile,

The ketchup watched, the mustard smiled.

And when her dance came to an end,

She bowed, and ate her burger friend.

The dance did stop, in diner’s glow,

She sat to feast, and end the show.