Corprate America

Corprate America

A Poem by Tenten

 


Corporate America needs to get in check

No one wants to star at a child molester looking clown

While devouring their heart attack beef patty

Where’s a person wishing to inhale charcoal bathed patties

While the Voyeur King watches on

I think he needs a bathroom moment

 

Oh no hold it!

You’re not off the hook

 

There’s still the issue of that beady-eyed colonel

Offering to strangle my heart

But that’s why we have gastric by-pass

Hey Mr. Dave I see you trying to get away

Get back here!

 

Now I enjoy the food

As horrid as it can be

But you looked at the mug of yours

In the mirror lately

You ain’t mommy friendly and

I didn’t stay behind her skirts for too long

So have a gear change man

 

Oh no ya’ll think we’re through

Where’s Mr. Redenbacher

…Know where the Quaker Captain’s at

He’s got nightmare bills to pay

 

F**k Tony, next time I see a talkin’ tiger

I better be loaded (on the good s**t)

More than flakes bathed in ‘powder sugar’

 

Yeah you can all run now

But I ain’t done, not yet anyhow

 

© 2008 Tenten


Author's Note

Tenten
Cp. 10:52AM Sun 01/20/08 Paramore 7-10 tired satirical rant, aiming for quota of 6, here boo blah (Written, Tobi.)

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Tenten
Tenten

Alamosa, CO



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