Your name became the jingle

I hated from the moment heard

Then found myself singing it

The following morning

So catchy beneath my lips

It tangled into muscle memory

Too weak to loosen the grip

Of horrendous rhythm

Now laughter brews from concern

That it will never leave my mind

Thankfully

I've prepared for these occasions

Firstly, find distractions

As to

Stuffing my mouth

Clouding my mind

But it only stunts

My new nature

To repeat the sweet ring

Your name gives my heart

I cannot part from the joy

It brings to me like

The coolest toy I begged for

But what I know now all too well is that toy

Will become an afterthought

Collect dust on the tallest shelf

I'll never bother reaching

And I'll move on to the next catchy jingle

Let it marinate in my diaphragm

And allow it to eat me up entirely

Leaving me hollow

Only left with bits and pieces of all

The names I sang

To keep me company

****.

I wish I never heard any

Of those **** Jingles