Sell Out!
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The record company is rubbing its hands with glee,
As its cult star has decided to become mainstream.
No longer shall he write dirges about despair,
Instead he has promised to breathe in fresher air.
For he shall relinquish his obscure image,
And produce shiny, plastic pop hits verbatim.
He will be sponsored and preened by Pepsi Cola
To the tinkling tune of ten million dollars.
Alas, he has sold his soul to corporate Satan,
And now it seems that his true fans truly hate him!
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