Oh My God It’s Ours
Obviously we can’t promise
but if you want you want
the new design
the shape better than any
you’ll also be impressed
heft and feel, each designed, fits the hand
you’ll want no other the shape
our service because we care and magic
but how about a few testimonials
the size of it
Clarke’s Law at work
Billy, 15, wanted time alone
“Patience,” ha ha
first Dad and Mom
with so many offerings and a big
can you feel the impact?
obviously we can’t promise
nothing can ever be the same
every contour and the mass the shape
Oh My God It’s Ours — is heavily inspired by advertising language almost enough to be considered ‘found poetry’.
I noticed one day that if you stripped away the name of a product being advertised in the back of news magazines—men’s watches, electric shavers and other gadgets; the deceptively bland filler text actually was kind of creepy. So I put together a poem using that ambiguous tone describing an unnamed object that just might be a little wondrous yet frightening at the same time.
Well we know you like c r e e p y, Jeff. That’s why you always liked to be Editor for October — that and IT’s YOUR BIRTHDAY! 🙂 Hope you have a GREAT DAY XXX and thanks for the poems.
Folks I give you Mr. JEFF JEPPESEN! —– A P P L A U S E