Hiya,
this is the first poem I've ever made. At least the first one I've ever wrote down.
Brand new shoes
I once bought a pair of shoes,
I thought what could I ever loose?
They were from a famous brand,
made in a far away land.
They were made for running,
and boy did I look stunning.
They only cost me a dollar,
didn't know it came with collar.
A friend told me how they were made,
in the sweat of the children the soles were bade.
I learned that the ads were fiction,
it was merely a market inception.
From the company I demanded an explanation,
they wouldn't reply to my insinuation.
I wailed, phoned and mailed,
They evaded, golfed and played.
They ignored everything I tested,
in the game of business they couldn
't be bested.
Therefore I returned my pair of shoes,
for I had my soul to loose.
this is the first poem I've ever made. At least the first one I've ever wrote down.
Brand new shoes
I once bought a pair of shoes,
I thought what could I ever loose?
They were from a famous brand,
made in a far away land.
They were made for running,
and boy did I look stunning.
They only cost me a dollar,
Bansky |
A friend told me how they were made,
in the sweat of the children the soles were bade.
I learned that the ads were fiction,
it was merely a market inception.
From the company I demanded an explanation,
they wouldn't reply to my insinuation.
I wailed, phoned and mailed,
They evaded, golfed and played.
They ignored everything I tested,
in the game of business they couldn
't be bested.
Therefore I returned my pair of shoes,
for I had my soul to loose.