Another lazy poem
It first appeared years back; innocent enough
Convoluted stories, all dripping with fluff
A rousing voice rhymes in place of a song
But a concept so tired can’t keep living on
Yet still it endures, sadly more than a fad
Another lazy poem in another telly ad
Brand stanzas and couplets invading the screen
With cliches more weary than they’ve ever been
Cheesy old Cathedral, you’re not off the hook
Pop drinks and sports games both share one idea
Then Waitrose join in (with a highbrow effort, dear)
So flick on your box to hear rhythm and verse
But stop short of thinking it can’t get much worse
For just when you’ve suffered your rhyme overload
Here are McDonald’s – with another tired ode