Hannah Montana
I've been working on a new line of Hannah Montana household items to peddle to the masses - Hannah Montana dish cloths; Hannah Montana doorstops; Hannah Montana pasta strainers. You get the idea, I hope. It'll be quite the business venture and should net me about One Hundred Gagillion dollars or so.
Anyway, to kick off the sales of these and other "Made in China" household products, I've written this poem. Well, I envision it to be a song, really. A song that some random band with it's finger on the pulse of teen demographics would perform. Like All That Remains, or Rhianna, or Slipknot or something.
Anyway, here it is and keep your eyes peeled for the products at your local Wal-Mart:
My Hannah Montana Doorstop
I’ve grown attached to
My Hannah Montana Doorstop
and
My Lindsay Lohan Letter Opener
and
My Ryan Seacrest Belt Buckle
These things that keep me happy
These things that make me wanted
These things that keep me
These things that keep me wanting
I’ve grown detached from
My True Nature Oven Mitts
and
My Original Thought Egg Timer
and
My Soul Searching Bath Mat
These things that keep me going
These things that keep me growing
These things that keep me
These things that keep me groaning
My Hannah Montana Doorstop
speaks to me
from far off
stardom
it heals me
with gilded silver
sparkle
it tames me
in simple forms of
sunshine
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I AM JUST A WORTHLESS LIAR
Last edited by Vainamoinen; 11-09-2009 at 11:52 AM.
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