The doors are those fiery gates.
The drive-through, the river Styx.
The counters branch before Beelzebub.
The Big Mac, the American Original Sin.
The temptations of capitalism.
The fall from grace.
Feel free to mock. I don't know what brought this on, I was speaking it before I was thinking it. It's not finished or anything. I just don't want to forget them like most of the other words I speak.
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