That's right folks don't touch that dial
For we have you in our sights
We researched you
Besmirched you and deluded you
Now taste our delicious treats
But wait.... there's more
Just Let me super-size you
Even Surprise you
And give you fries with that
Naked bodies washing cars, dishes and fishes
Hollow pills masquerading as remedies
Make you sneeze..if you please
The color black is better than the color white
All the same except different colors
Preservatives, additives,flavor-ants, enhancers
Little children become chocolate dancers
AD,SD, LD strange diseases increases
Take another pill to cure your ill
Wake up Jeff its time for tea
Sportsman excels so be like he
Skinny dolls fat moles fancy holes
And toys that go for a pee
so turn on the set
lest you forget
We ain't done yet
Put you in a grind
Steal your mind
Grown in Spawnography
A contest entry
- ANYTHING .... but. by written-in-ink.
1000 points, ended October 19, 2008, 17 entries
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