One of my pet peeves is great songs being commercialized to sell crap. The commercial that triggered this poem included the bastardization of a Johnny Cash song…
Corporate Toons – Owed to Commercial Soundtracks
Every thing is for sail
In the see of commerce
How grate thou art
Put your sail out
And harbor what
Re-sent meant
That commercial weigh
Of what life can
Be bought
And that soul rent
For a song
That echo of an original
Fooly rigged
That hole sail
As pain the billed
That irresistible take-homme pay
Of what might be
Afar too easy take
Of a plausibly proprietary lyric
