Meat Machine

An automaton
sits in the corner
dispensing fine products of meat.

For just three dollars
be the proud owner
of a cheddarwurst sausage treat.

How could I resist?
I am but a man
and it is cold-hearted machine.

I gave of my cash
and within the can
began an incredible scene.

Pistons were pumping.
Bumpers were bumping.
Trapdoors were dumping.
My heart was thumping.

And then, in a tray,
the output appeared:
a glistening sausage and bun.

I snatched it up quick
and ate without fear,
satisfied in what I had won.