I answered a question for someone wanting help with a pet food advert poem and got a thumbs down (but she wanted a limerick so fair enough I guess) I would love to use my poetry in advertising. I think Con-verbs would be the perfect form. Anyway this was my effort:
Puppy Poetry
Go Wacko for Schmackos
(c) by Jellz
Kibble makes me gassy,
canned meat can bind me bad
that loafy stuff was quite enough.
the worst I’ve ever had.
In the end I’m your best friend,
So treat me with respect.
Proper food is what you should
serve, what I expect
So, forget your day old pizza
unthawed meat
leftover tacos
Just open up the packet
and let me
"Go wacko for Schmackos!"
Fits into Schmackos goofy image.
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