Gregor Cuzak

on marketing, business and philosophy



Apologies to those who swim,

but boats are cool,

they take you up,

when o’s go deep.


With every wave,

with ever whom,

lays my true love,

to kiss a whale.


Below are stars,

they shine for you,

if you feel shame,

it’s up to you.


For there’s a sin,

sequestors dream,

in envy’s nook,

unlock your hook.


Charm, charm,

for there it goes,

of mighty lives,

a true alarm.

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