Thursday, January 9, 2020

Anything for publicity


To sail through the sea of publicity
You can't lie like a vegetable
Churning out a controversy from nowhere
Can be hugely profitable.

You saw your baby had no future
Time to run and no more amble
Frustrated and very desperate
You took your biggest gamble.

Forget about leading from front
You have never mingled with anyone
But with your burning desire for success
All your mousiness and doubts have gone.

The question is will the gamble work?
Will your baby be able to walk on?
Or, will the blind army of blind faith
Splash acid on your creation?

Picture taken form the Internet 

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