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Crowding Your Door
Cheeto salesmen...
as they linger over your brain,
taking forever to finish their task,
then shake your limp hand in the end.
who push their mindless sales pitch
upon you, crowding your front door, and
trashing your living room carpet if
given the chance.
with a bag of orange Cheetos
who babble on throughout the night
to their half-conscious listeners, the latter
willfully offering up their gray matter
to irrational half-truths.
The Cheeto salesmen,
and now we have Flamin' Hot
hoping to hit on your dew spot
as they linger over your brain
at a quarter past rot.
as they linger over your brain,
taking forever to finish their task,
then shake your limp hand in the end.
who push their mindless sales pitch
upon you, crowding your front door, and
trashing your living room carpet if
given the chance.
with a bag of orange Cheetos
who babble on throughout the night
to their half-conscious listeners, the latter
willfully offering up their gray matter
to irrational half-truths.
The Cheeto salesmen,
and now we have Flamin' Hot
hoping to hit on your dew spot
as they linger over your brain
at a quarter past rot.
Published 2nd Jan 2023
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