I am a master of the meme,
Who’ll make you see what only seems
And bend your mind from theme to theme,
Since I manipulate your dreams.
Then I’ll invade your ear as well
Making you subject to my spells,
Making your life a living hell
Where nothing but my fancy dwells.
My images and words have power
To blossom like a field of flowers
Or curdle hearts and turn them sour,
Make hours minutes or minutes hours.
Such is the magic of the meme
To captivate or to redeem.