Wednesday, December 19, 1984

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There'd be no B.O.
    --no bad breath
    --no athletes foot.

We'd never know
    --our teeth get yellow
    --our eyes turn red.

Our hair could gray
    our feet could smell,
        and pimples might be the rage.

None of this stuff would matter to us, 
heck, given wigs, 
we'd revive the Renascence.

But soapbox plugs have sprinkled us
with bigger, better, new and improved
since way before Days of Our Lives.
  
DISCLAIMER: BUY PRODUCTT is intended for simple entertainment and in no way endorses neglect of personal or physical physical hygiene.  It is a simple poem based mostly on sarcasm, with minor political, but non partisan, political undertones.  The author in no way experts intelligent consumers to carry on in the manner suggested in this text.  No lab animals were used in the writing of this poem. 

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