A brand poem

I’m a brand,
so how could I be bland?

You want hype?
That’s not my type.

With all my might,
I’ll fight that hype

I’m unique.
Just not a boutique.

You see I’m big,
and that’s my gig

I’m a corporation you know.
That’s just the way to go.

And I’m a big brand.
I am I am Yes, I really am.

We spend a lot of money
telling you we’re sweet as honey

We tell you that we’re really smart,
and you’ll find us at the mart.

That’s what it takes,
for heaven’s sake.

To be a big corporate brand,
that’s never bland.

You really know
that’s the way to go.

You’ll buy my brand,
because I have you in my hand.

But please don’t feel blue,
just because big says it’s true.

When you’re small,
it’s hard to compete at the mall;

So you have to zig
when you’re not big;

Which takes some focus,
not some hocus pocus.

And when you don’t have a lot of money,
you may have to rely on sonny.

How, you say,
can you keep the big guns at bay?

By telling the truth,
and presenting proof.

Why you’re really cool,
and not just a tool.

And with that,
you can meet them at the mat.

You’ll find your loyal tribe,
without having to bribe.

You’ll create tons of value,
and succeed when you take that different avenue.

So you’re now a small brand
that’s never bland.