I was starting to think that this blog was getting a little too serious - you thought so too, right? In the nick of cyber-time, along comes an e-mail from Heaven with news that sent me whirring to the log-on page at the Blogger thingy. It was a notice from Ticketmaster, reminding me of an important concert event coming to the Wachovia Center in Philly in July ...
POP TARTS PRESENTS: AMERICAN IDOLS LIVE!
Whoever decided that Pop Tarts should sponsor the American Idols tour is a marketing genius. To you, sir or madam, I remove my figurative hat in tribute to your keen sense of irony. Pop Tarts indeed. I even wrote a little poem:
The perfect sponsor and
symbolic twist
for such a group of twits as these.
To you, my friends,
the tarts of pop,
I wave my private parts
and sneeze.
Thank you, worthless TV show, for making me funny again. I couldn't have done it without you.
Same to you, Simon. You pompous clown.
I feel much better now.
5 comments:
I didn't know you were a poet!
The visual was a bit alarming though. ;-)
When I am so inspired, the words flow like water!
Get inspired more often for me. I like poems. Even the ones with alarming visuals.
I used to do poems. i have some in an old diary that would be of no interest now. I may lapse into poetry at times, if so inspired.
The alarming visuals do great things for the mind. :) I was expecting only to find a pic of good ol Simon to post, but pleasantly surprised to be so surprised.
Thanks for reading.
I don't know, Mandi, but I'm glad you did! Giggling is fun.
Do you think the folks at Pop Tarts get the joke?
Thanks for reading - and giggling.
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