The Fast Food Guy (short poem; ode )

[Johngamer II]

Dancing and singing when no one is watching
Flipping burgers when your manager walks by
Eating the occasional handful of fries
Fast food employee, King of the World!

A busload of customers arrive
To feast upon your culinary delights
You vainly try to keep up with their orders
And collapse in your madness when you fail miserably

Then they all swarm you
Demanding their food
But you are delirious
So you wander away…

I salute you fast food employee
As you walk on into the sunset
Leaving so many wanting you
But you will never return…

[Looganmathunubie]

"Fast food employee, King of the World!!"

It didn't seem that way, from the picture you painted in your poem.