Here is a poem I did somewhere else, but of course as this is a blog of official record, I have to note it here.
Got some bills to pay
Went to sell my soul today
No one is buying
“Why don’t you join the
Do you mean bend over
and take it – I think I’ll pass.
I’d gladly sell out, but it turns out I did it years ago, for a packet of chips and a sunny boy.