prefabbed or build your own

It was burritos for lunch.

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“Prefabbed?” he asked, and with a grin,
His eyes filled with delight.
He squeezed them closed, imagining,
The world’s largest bite.
Machines were whirring, fast to fold,
and tortilla homes assembled.
A warehouse massive enough to hold,
The houses they resembled.
“If it’s done for buildings, why not for food?
A factory's all we’d need.
Burritos so huge, it’s simply lewd,
An ode to American greed.”
So it was built and immediately cursed,
When it completed its first creation.
Stuffed too full, the burrito burst,
An unforeseeable miscalculation.