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Coco Dombroski
Jun 5, 2026
🎤 Sonic, We Meet Again
Sonic, we’ve been here before,
Looks like we’re settling this score.
I rolled up wanting a quick little feast,
A four-piece dream, but I settled for three at least.
Upgraded my tots, grabbed a Diet Coke too,
Skipped the tea this time, trying something new.
I asked for two buffalo, one ranch on the side,
She said, “That ranch costs extra.” I said, “That’s alright.”
Pulled off, got parked, opened up my sack,
But those buffalo sauces? Never made it back.
First tot hit my mouth, and I knew something was wrong,
Tasted old and tired like it’d been sitting too long.
Grease dripping through the bag, making quite the mess,
My stomach started bloating, and I must confess…
Sonic, my friend, I can’t keep doing this dance,
Every visit feels like I’m taking a chance.
The order ain’t right, the food ain’t fresh,
And customer service keeps adding more stress.
So here’s my review, wrapped up in a rhyme:
Please tighten things up and get it right next time.
Because when I pay for food, here’s my simple suggestion—
I’d like the sauces I ordered and tots without depression.