Vogon poetry

Turbid fluctuations flatulate petulantly
It was a flower that was what it was
Made of 1,3-benzoleum oxide
Unperturbed by the long words,

Howdy, partner! We're rousing up to have a mighty swell time at the lone Star pine cafe
So be sure to tell your folks
About our grand opening to sell 40,000 new and pre-owned cars
By the end of the month
With special low rate financing
In the all time highs

This was a satirical examination
Of the vapidity
(But not the vacuousness)
Of modern consumerist society