The Instamattic™

Two birds, one stone.
An economy—for whom?
By who? For what? For why? What made these birds to be targets?

So much violence.
And what a competition:
Sales, to maximize war,
To optimize the kill—
Precision strike teams.
Two birds, one stone, act now.

These beauties be mine,
I’ll tell you how to get ’em faster.
Subscribe, 5.99 a month™.
Afford it—if you wanna be a better killer.
And if you don’t, you’re a loser.

The snake oil biz®?
Never been better.
Apparently humans still love
to pay for their bullshit™.

Two birds,
I said—two.

The Instamattic™:
Take all the birds,
till there ain’t none left.

Lorax levels.
I hope we haunt ourselves
back out of this pseudo-manufactured reality.

Two for one.
This stone is special®.
Buy three,
get one free™.

Two birds, one stone.
An economy for me—and you get a trickle.
What a competition:
everyone’s marketing, all selling something,
an infection across the spreadsheet.
Fudge the number™, fraud®, own the market.
Hear me out:
Two birds, one stone.