How poetic can you be? Write a poem about what you see!

No Change Given

It is a symbol for our age,

Put fire/ire/stupidity in, venting machines put out

All the things you agree to hate

It sates you, doesn't it?

All will shout

Until we tire of the fire, run out of curses,

Those verses that spew from our fingers or our mouths

And then on to the next appliance,

A place where in the unfaced dark we can scream obscene defiance.

I love Coke

I love Life

I love my Health

Can't we all just get along?

pop goes your health

As you drink it down

Deep

So does it drink down

Your soul

Slowly tasting and devouring away your health

Pop goes the plan

Pop goes your once sane plan for life

As the soda monsters

Drink their fill of your lost dreams