BOC Week 6: Chim Chim Cheree

Chim Chim Cheree

Lyrics by Allan Sherman

(Parody of "Chim Chim Cheree”, from the movie "Mary Poppins")

Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim-chim-cheree;

Those are three words that don't make sense to me.

But I'm used to words that don't make sense to me,

From all those commercials I see on TV.

When I see an ad that can't be understood

I know that the product has got to be good;

Those words may be crazy, but I think they're great,

Like sodium acetylsalicylate.

(Sodium acetylsalicylate!)

I wake up each morning a most happy man,

I cover my Pic-O-Pay with Fluoristan;

I add Hexachlorophene, 'cause it's so pure,

And then GL-70, just to make sure.

Then I take a shower, but never alone;

I'm in there with Dermasil and Silicone.

I brush Vitrol-D on my Lanolin wave,

And I sharpen my Boo-boop, and use it to shave! (This is a tough one!)

(He sharpens his Boo-boop, and that's how he shaves!)

There's Tufsyn, and Retsyn, and Acrylan too,

And Marfac and Melmac and what else is new?

There's Orlon and Korlan, and there's Accutron,

And Teflon, and Ban-Lon, and so on and on.

These wonderful words spin around in my brain;

Each one is a mystery I cannot explain.

Like what does that Blue Magic whitener do --

Does it make blue things white, or make white things blue?

(His blue things are white, and his white things are blue!)

My Fastback has Wide-Track and Autronic Eye,

Which winks when a cute little Volvo goes by;

My tank full of Platformate starts with a roar,

But when I try to stop, it goes two miles more.

I measure my breathing with my Nasograph,

It's nice, but oh my, how it hurts when I laugh.

My chair is upholstered in real Naugahyde;

When they killed that nauga, I sat down and cried.

(He moved to Chicaga when that nauga died!)

I'm giving a party next Saturday night

And here are the friends that I'm going to invite:

The giant who lives in my washing machine,

That other nice giant, who's jolly and green.

The tiger who causes my gas tank to flood,

That handsome white knight who is stronger than crud;

The man with the eyepatch, who sells me my shirts

And that nut who flies into the front seat for Hertz!

(That daring young nut who goes flying for Hertz!)

I've lived all my life in this weird wonderland;

I keep buying things that I don't understand,

'Cause they promise me miracles, magic, and hope,

But, somehow, it always turns out to be soap.

And they might as well be Chim-Chiminey Cheree!

(Those words all could be Chim-Chiminey Cheree!)

Pic-O-Pay- Toothpaste

Fluoristan- additive to Crest Toothpaste
Hexachlorophene- Additive to Cleanser
GL-70- Additive to Gleem Toothpaste
Dermasil- Dermasil Body Wash or Lotion
Lanolin wave- Palmade
Boo-boop- Other Product
Tufsyn- Additive For Tires in Goodyear
Retsyn- Additive to Absorb Odor in Certs
Acrylan- Acrylic 
Melmac-  Melmac Dinnerware
Orlon- Acrlic Fiber
Korlan- Type of Fruit
Accutron- Accutron Watches
Teflon- Nonstick Cookware for Dupont Teflon
Ban-lon- Fabric for Sweaters in McGregor Clothes
Blue Magic Whitener- Makes Clothes Whiter in Cheer
Fastback- Vehicle Style for Ford
Wide-track- Tires in Rug Doctor
Autotronic Eye- Headlight Dimmer for Cadillac
Platformate- Additive to Gas for Super Shell
Two Miles More- Gas Additive
Nasograph- Device for Nasal Spray 
Naugahyde- Naugahyde Vinyl Fabrics
Nauga- Fake Animal for Naugahyde
Chicaga- Chicago 
The Giant That Lives In My Washing Machine- Salvo detergent
That Other Nice Giant Who's Giant and Green- Green Giant
Tiger Who Causes My Gas Tank To Flood- Esso
Handsome White Knight- Ajax
Man With The Eye Patch- Hathaway
Hertz- Car Rental

About Me

Since a very young age, photography has always been a part of my life. My mother was a photographer, and often carted me around to work with her. Being in that environment helped shape me into the artist I am today. I recently graduated from Las Vegas Academy, an art school that helped me hone in my skills, and develop new ones. It was there that I realized photography was something I didn’t want to give up. I was faced with the challenge of figuring out how to make it a career. Let’s face it, photographers’ worth only increases after death. Although it’s not all about the money for me, I do want to be able to survive in today’s society, working at a job that I love. This is how I landed on the idea of going into the artistic side of advertising. I am currently studying this field at the Art Institute of Las Vegas. Here, I plan to spend the next four years learning the skills I need to make it in the advertising world. I know there is a lot more to it than just the creative aspect, and I know I have the patience to fulfill these extra requirements. Having the opportunity to create something will allow me to achieve my dreams of bringing photography to a modern day career.