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Twas branding, and the slides he wrote
Did flash and twinkle on the screen.
All messages were wordy notes,
And because of background ... unseen "Beware the ClipArt Trap, my son!
Those hands that clasp, that bag of cash!
Beware the puzzle pieces, and shun
The psychedelic template trash!"
He took his cordless mouse in hand
Long time the brand image he sought �
So rested he before the CRT,
And sat awhile in thought.
And, as in creative thought he stood,
The Clip Art Organizer, on screen came,
With images mundane and not so good,
And no two styles the same!
One, two! One, two! And through and
through
The cordless mouse went click, click, click!
He deleted them all, what could he do
Of better images he�d take his pick.
"And, has thou slain the Clip Art Trap?
Come to my screen, my branded boy!
O consistent way! Just enough, we say!'
He was zealous in his joy.
Twas branding, and the slides he wrote
Did flash and twinkle on the screen:
All messages were wordy notes,
And because of background ... unseen.
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