Martin Rothe (.
Google
Ode to In-N-Out – Rainbow Blvd Edition
(A Five-Star Burger Ballad in Las Vegas)
In Vegas where the neon burns,
And every hungry traveler turns,
There shines a place, both bright and bold—
In-N-Out, a joy to hold.
At Rainbow Boulevard you stand,
A beacon in the desert land.
So clean, so crisp—your floor, your seat,
Not one out-of-place crumb to greet.
The counters gleam, the tiles shine bright,
A diner’s dream in red and white.
Each booth invites, each tray feels new,
A spotless home for burger crew.
The team? Oh yes, they steal the show—
So fast, so kind, with faces aglow.
Like gears in harmony they flow,
With every smile, your ratings grow.
And then—the taste! The crown, the king!
No gourmet need for this to sing.
The Double-Double, pure delight,
A flavor storm in every bite.
That secret sauce, the toasted bun,
A dance of joy beneath the sun.
The fries? Fresh cut, no frozen past—
Golden treasures gone too fast.
And best of all, the price you pay
Feels like a gift, not castaway.
For just a bill or maybe two,
You dine like kings and queens would do.
Oh In-N-Out on Rainbow bright,
You’ve made our fast food dreams take flight.
Las Vegas holds a million lights,
But yours still shines the most at night.