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Advertising Hell

It is a horrible misconception,

Fueled by jealousy and deception,

Hell is only but a pleasure

And is there for every base desire.
 

Burning in fire forever more,

Is not such a bore as before!

Being aflame is actually quite fun,

It is akin to being in the sun.
 

Do not be shy burn with me,

It is going to be fun you’ll see.

Damnation will never end,

It is just around the bend.
 

The soul is only fuel,

So come on join the duel,

To get to go to Hell,

To ring the deception bell!
 

Drunk on smoke,

So help us stoke.

The fire burns,

While the anvil churns.
 

Burn your soul,

Become another coal,

Heaven is cold and dreary,

So do not be fooled, be weary.
 

The bonfire does blaze,

And it is the latest craze.

Never shall you suffer the cold,

On that alone, you can be sold.
 

In Hell your committed deeds,

Spring forth from your sowed seeds.

You shall reap a plenty,

As Hell is one big party.
 

By creating works of splendour,

Show the world you are not dour.

Stand forth and smile with pride,

For in hell your riches reside.
 

Enjoy the earthly delights

And love the carnal sights.

Feed your unquenchable lust,

Before you return to dust.
 

Prepare feasts of food,

Encourage rather than brood.

Prepare yourself now for the feast,

For a glutton does dine with the Beast.
 

Relax and do not make haste,

It is somewhat in bad taste.

There are others to do your chores.

 Sloth gives you more time for whores.
 

Look at what others have,

It is alright to envy and crave,

Then we will know what you require

And give you what you desire.
 

Gather up as much as you can horde,

This is a chance you can ill afford.

Wealth through greed you do gain,

And then no more problems remain.
 

Hold not back your hand,

Spread your fury upon demand.

Feel the pleasure of striking out.

Wrath is delightful without a doubt.
 

Just give up the fight,

See the damned light,

Book your luxury accommodation,

Before you lose on this negotiation.
 

Hells fires are alight and burn,

So come on, do not spurn.

Join the fire of the destined,

Come on be consumed.

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Virgil More

Wow, is all I can say. The way we live is sure to get us to hell. How he makes fun of advertising, especially that we will take something bad and lie about it in order to sell it. Also reminds me about the lies the British and American governments told in order to invade Iraq. Mmmmhhhh, makes one think.

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