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Vintage Ad #1,809: Don't Read This Ad! (but we know you will anyways...)

There once was an ad
Whose opening was mad
And celebrated poetry so bad
It made us kinda sad
But not as much as Vlad
Who tried to write a poem about plaid
While sprawled in his pad
Next to his sleeping dad
For a recent literature grad
He did not think his prose was so rad.



Source: Now, March 30, 1989.

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