Asinine adverts
Beckon to credulous goons
Buy this worthless shit

It's ET cetera
Not ECK cetera, you dope
You're a Ph.D?

Minimum wages
Maximum incompetence
Fast food fiasco

NO SOLICITORS
Screams the sign on the front door
Morons undeterred

Hoarders, Cheaters, COPS
Fourth-quartile buffoonery
The fun never stops

Hootin' and whoopin'
Stuffed with corn dogs and Bud Light
Please put on a shirt

Mollify the proles
With bright lights, noise, and circus
Wrestlemania

Sunday Neurosis
Proles dread the impending dawn
Pointless toil awaits

Maintain the charade
Pretend your life has meaning
You're just worm fodder

Forty-five grim years
Of soul-crushing drudgery
Then comes the cancer

Super Gulp in hand
Waddling to the minivan
Judge Joe Brown at four