As greed needed yet another hypnotic flavour
So rub in your parents’ sweat and then savour
The new you

Fads
Folly
Playing the wasting game with your lolly
Imitating the proverbial dolly.

It came
It saw
It conquered and then
It boringly faded and died and lost favour
The new her
The new us

And you – we – are its slaves, aren’t we,
Forever.