I am the Myth Buster.
I go around Busting Myths.
I kick them over like pathetic little sandcastles.
I pop them like balloons at a toddler’s birthday party.
The other day I saw a Myth in the garden
and I Busted it with my special Myth-Busting shotgun,
laughing as it limped away.
If you find yourself bedevilled by unwanted Myths,
why not give me a call? I’ll charge a fair
and reasonable price to Bust it for you
and I’ll only make you feel a little bit stupid in return.
See, the world is made of Myths, simply waiting
to be Busted. Waiting for me to come and Bust them.
So come one, come all.
Form an orderly queue.
My finger is itchy on the trigger.
Joshua Seigal
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