war doesn’t sell
but sex does
if you paint titties and ass
on the side of a b-52 bomber
watch how fast that pilot
will come his nuclear seeds
all over the backs of nagasaki and hiroshima
cars, booze, sports, television, fashion, politics
all dependent upon hard, wet wallets
poetry wouldn’t sell
so i made that bitch wear hells
You want to sell national healthcare and a brand new war
slap some pussy on it
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Barbed and ominously profound in light of what all seems to be afoot.
Thank you warmly, Michael.
Would be funny if it wasn’t so true. An issue well wrapped.
Hot damn, sir…
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There you go, putting your mouth where they think they can control it. Superb analogy in poetic form.