ADVERTEASING

he always seemed to crave the girl

that he could never get

and though he would write notes to them

not one, he'd ever met

"oh dearest betty crocker

i adore the way you cook

i'd love to try each recipe

you've outlined in your book"

"hello there, mrs, butterworth

i love your ample size

the sweet taste of your syrup

never fails to tantalize"

"i love you, aunt jemima

you're enticing, ooh la la

perhaps with mrs. butterworth

a nice menage a trois ?

"good day, my little sun maid

i don't even know your name

but i believe in raisin' hell

so tell me, are you game ?"

"i cherish you, st. pauli girl

my hands reach 'round your waist

and then i pull you close

for an intoxicating taste"

but all of them ignored him

like he was a man, diseased

although they liked to advertise

they merely adverteased