“That’s just a wild and crazy idea young man, no one with half a brain would ever pay good money for that. Take your ‘Pet Rock’, ‘Mood Ring’, ‘Bottled Water’, ‘Canned Air’, ‘Beanie Baby’, and ‘Santa Mail’ out of here and don’t let the door hit you on the way out."
They say it won’t sell
you know it can be a hit-
Believe in yourself
fuchsia food drama
uncle Ben aunt Jimima
if face was a taste
Joe Biden is a gambler
He’s got rune stones in his shoes
When he steps up to the table
He believes that he can’t lose
So, he places bets without speaking
Using head fakes left then right
And underwhelms us all each morning,
‘Keeps us sleepless every night.
But there is no need to worry
Orange may come after all
You’re laughing now; you won’t forever
If Donald answers the call
If they close the shopping mall.
The Vlad is happily puttin’
Russia’s Future in the Dump
With all the dead, burnt bodies
He stands yelling from his stump
he’ll end up with all the monsters
‘Come before
Stuck inside the Ukraine
With the Afghan blues again.
But there is no need to worry
Orange may come after all
You’re laughing now; you won’t forever
If Donald answers the call
If they close the shopping mall.
(to be continued)
cosmeceutical
hawkers put on new faces…
costly old potions
Want to cancel your student loan debt?
Sixth call about it this week.
If I had an outstanding student loan
it would be fifty years old by now.
I read their texts and roll my eyes.
The next text comes in.
Want to add two inches to your willy?
If I did it would be a whopping two inches.
A happy jazzy song about tampons shouts at me from the TV.
Please take me back to the olden days, the fifties and sixties.
When none of this stuff was marketed on TV or on a telephone.
(ads from the 70's and 80's)
If a diamond is forever,
then love is the San Francisco treat.
Just a little dab’ll do ya
so be all that you can be.
It’s the cheesiest, so just do it
you can have it your way.
So reach out and touch someone
it’s the best part of waking up.
And like a good neighbor, there’s
love and no more tears.
Once you pop, you can’t stop for
nobody does it like Sara Lee.
She lets her fingers do the walking
promise her anything, but give her love.
She’s come a long way baby
and brings good things to life.
But when it rains, I see it pours
and I deserve a break today.
For a mind is a terrible thing to waste
does she…or doesn’t she?
Her love is good to the last drop
so don’t treat your puppy like a dog!
Celebrate the moments of your life,
And don’t leave home without them.
I fly her friendly skies, they’re great
and I can have it my own way.
Keeps going, and going, and going
She is the pause that refreshes.
Takes a licking and keeps on ticking
nothing comes between me and my girl.
She tastes great though her love is less filling
I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
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Cindy, Cindy Cinderella
When it was windy-windy
Ventured forth with umbrella
Was it made in Chiny-Chiny or Indy-Indy?
Had the umbrella been stronger
This poem might have been longer
Marketing jingles can be quite amusing but at times, rather confusing..
"on the corner of health and happiness", now just where would that corner be? Will I find it at every Walgreen's store in my community? In our gas tanks, doughnuts are a plunk en, causes every one knows, "America runs on Dunkin".
Things might not sound right, things might get stuck, if I let you put the "trick in my truck". Would I be stalking you, a crime most reportable if I "follow you to fresh and affordable?" Most canned catfood truly stinks to say the least so why would they call it "fancy feast?" If your blinds aren't becoming to you, they should becoming to us", well how are they supposed to get there? Are they supposed to take the bus? So be careful what your jingles say, as they can be interpreted many a way..
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
The spiv hid in the shadows said
(The devil's in the marketing)
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
The silver moon slid shivering
Along his shiv, Or this instead
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
The spiv hid in the shadows said
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
It love you long time that for sure
(The devil's in the marketing)
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
The pimp said as a passing king
Threw thirty pennies on the floor
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
It love you long time that for sure
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
The artist and the writer sighed
(The devil's in the marketing)
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
A feather from an angel's wing
Fell fluttering but no-one died
Psst wanna buy a pretty thing
The artist and the writer sighed
© Gail Foster 2nd October 2018
Let me put it this way
Make it clear beyond a doubt
That what will suit you best today
Are many ways to loudly shout
Our method will improve your scheme
Provide return endorse your name
Send you out into the world apart
Make you winners of your game
Outline the essence of your excellence
Make your offer shine a light
Where must haves must be had from you
A blazing glaze of copy-write
I do not shout
I do not insist
I do not force
I do not fight the tide
I do not break minds or wills
I whisper
I suggest
I endorse
I paint a picture of an idea
I plant seeds in the minds of great people
I open the necessary channels of communication
I assist in action
The true world of marketing lives in the shadows
working, guiding, influencing and
changing the world
Flower girls are good marketers
Innately cusping midnight dreams-
Planets poised for passion
Fruitful marketing strategy
Is crucial for any industry
And service-provider
Everyone loves beautiful thing
So the packaging of products
Must be eye-catching
Advertisement
Should be in such an way
So that the potential consumers
Are attracted
To the product or service
Quality of the product or service
Should be of international standard
So that it can survive
In the competition
Of open market economy
In this way
An industry or service-provider
Can become successful
Oh heavy heart these PR men in power
Yellow waxen masks reciting lies
Discovered by research in college towers
Who watch flashing brains in MRIs
Recording as fear lightens lobes
Word and images recorded and sold by drones
For use by corporate men round the globe
Control both CEOs and worker clones
Yet life's free forces flow in city and town
For through the dark. forces strive to transcend
As ever bruised and bloodied onward bound
Through a jumble of fears passes the path of men
If you want to build your very own paradise
Don`t worry
Heaven is only words
If you need a rainy day
Just look into the sky and you will see...
God is a Manager
Who rules the universe
And the angels
Oh, the angels,
They are just Human Resources
World is just a project
In His eyes
You don`t need to know more than this
Just follow your tasks
And everything will be just fine
Paradise is in your heart
And you will never know that
Love is the key to open the Gate
To another life...
You will be the Manager then
and your world will never be a paradise
because your project is full of tears
The world is such a beautiful project
And God is the Manager
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