Oh Chipotle.
Why are you so good to me?
I feel like a little pup,
I want you when I wake up.
Before bed?
Thats not what I said,
But yes.
I would eat you in the stars,
If only we could get to Mars.
A Rito in hand,
While watching the land,
Farm to table,
You mean,
Farm to my BELLY.
I love you, Chipotle.