Checked my emails, couldn't believe my eyes;

bombarded by advertisements, I was not edified.

Profitable marketing, it does have its place;

let's not overdo it though, we all need our space.

Checked my mailbox, couldn't believe my eyes;

bombarded by advertisements, I was not dignified.

Others sent me checks, they lured me to spend;

live beyond my means, this I must commend?

Checked the store signs, buy one get one free;

it's made in China, there goes the bourgeoisie.

I entered the store only to buy one thing;

the lust of the eyes, craving and unrelenting.

Checked my monthly statement, really went overboard;

seems like the finances will always be in discord.

I'll have to make more money, work more hours;

will never have the time to appreciate those lovely flowers.

Checked into my psyche, found some avarice;

can't seem to sleep, could this be my nemesis?

Perhaps if I'm bombarded, I should not succumb;

recognizing the tempter, avoiding all of his humdrum.