Pepsi
(to the tune of Trees by Joyce Kilmer)
If I could only be,
a poem as lovely, as Pepsi.
A drink which makes people’s backs be bent,
to drink up heavens great essence
A drink of which even God will pay,
to drink and sip all day by day
A drink in summer time may scare
Away the heat, as if a bear
Which’s fizziness is heavenly
Whos intimancy lies with gain.
Poems were made, by fools like me,
But only God, can make Pepsi
(you got any poetry spoofs? comment and put them here! I, among others, love a good laugh)
