Packaging
The packages on my supermarket shelvesMust be visited at night by naughty elves
How else can I explain
The ingredients that they now do not contain
The box of cereal is the same size
But look inside for a big surprise
Lots more nothing
Thats not nice
In addition to a higher price
The bar of candy
Looks so dandy
But Good And Plenty is
One third empty
Babe Ruth, I love to try it
Must have gone on a radical diet
And what about those cans of Jo
Wide on top and
Skinny below
Those chips blown up
With lots of air
To eliminate crushing so say the makers
I say the air is hot and
The makers are fakers
No, it's not the elves who are to blame
But greedy manufacturers
Playing the old shell game
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