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Fads


What mind-numbing, idiotic thing are they going to come up with next? In a few months or a year, it will be forgotten like all the rest A horrible song, a challenge, a dance or a catchphrase The fact that has even caught on at all has really got me amazed What genius came up with all of this stupidity? They are now laughing all the way to the bank because they just hit the lottery This is really undeserved success and they really should give that money back There is not an ounce of creativity in this, it is just another Fad Fads, they will come and go, this much I know Fads, not the creaton of a genius, just some lucky dope Fads, they are as annoying as they are mind-numbing Fads, get ready, because tomorrow, there will be another one coming If you sit down and watch all of the old television shows You wont know the Fad they are talking about because it is too old Fads are used up and thrown away like a used tissue The fact that they get so much attention is where I really take issue Fads, oh why, oh why is this getting so much damn attention? Fads, there will always be someone else that will give it a mention Fads, they are a horrible part of the entertainment landscape Fads, there is no use running because from them there is no escape Fads, on the gullible and unwise, they will cash in Fads, it’s like pulling a lever on a slot machine, three sevens and you win Fads, I long for the day when the current one will go away Fads, but another one will come along and take its place From Rhymes With A Reason Copyright 2018 Resisting Distress Publishing
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Paul Ryerson

I am a writer who writes poetry & plays. I have also written a short film & I created an animated series on You Tube. Included on Power Poetry are seventy poems from my five poetry collections, Rhymes With A Reason, Too Much Unwanted Noise, Broken and Burned Bridges, Dying On The Inside and Fool’s Gold and Fool’s Paradise

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Personal frustration with cultural fads, moving toward broader social commentary

SparseMeasureDense

Dense repetition of 'Fads' anchor with multiple complaints stacked throughout

DarkSentimentBright

Strongly negative; frustration, disdain, exasperation dominate throughout

StillEnergyExplosive

Exclamatory questions and emphatic repetition create kinetic intensity

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 32 lines; falls in 31-60 range

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Similes (tissue, slot machine), metaphor (cashing in), some ornament but mostly declarative

LyricVoiceDramatic

Primarily lyric internal voice; some dramatic address to reader but mostly introspective

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