Ungracious creative stink,
advertising that drives you to drink,
advertising that tells you what to think,
advertising that drives you to the brink,
a disaster,
a disaster in ink,
a waste of time,
that tries to bend your mind,
yes, advertising of the machiavellian kind,
the greedy trying to mislead the blind,
the greedy trying to rob you of your money,
and of your time, all the time,
yes, advertising that leaps out at you everywhere you go,
and invades your mind,
and tries not always subliminally to make you buy, buy, buy,
oh, what a cunning art it is,
but it is wasted on me mostly, and at it I do not blink an eye,
and why should I bow to peer pressure,
that drives me insane,
because there is no reason why,
yes, no reason at all, for it only damages society,
with its greed and pressure,
that you must want and need constantly,
and life is far too short if you ask me,
to suffer such visual atrocities,
and I,
I happily walk on by, by, by,
without a sigh.
