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A Nursery Rhyme Dedicated To the Peddlers of Misery

*To be sung to the tune of “Camptown Races” Copywriters sing this song Doo-da, Doo-da Peddling misery all day long Oh, de doo-da day Gonna sell us cigarettes & unhealthy foods to our kids! Gonna make our little girls feel bad about their bodies so they go make themselves throw up in the bathroom! Oh, the vultures scurry round in their nest Doo-Da, Doo-da Deciding which lies that they like best Oh, de doo-da day They’re going to lie all night! They’re going to lie all day! I’ll bet my money that by tomorrow eve, You’ll have bought something that you don’t need!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/15/2012 6:24:00 PM
My wife works with Women who suffer from Anorexia and Bulimia, I can relate to what you have written. Well done!
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Date: 12/14/2012 5:41:00 PM
Andrew,, Congratulation, with your featured poem of the week, have yourself a great day inspired by "YOU!" wishing you the best holidays 2 come ;-) always ~PD
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