Photoshopped

In an effort to economize his work
He had a Photoshop chip implant,
Allowing him to create and manipulate
On his computer screen at will,
In the blink of an eye
He could change things
Without mouse or keyboard,
So it went day after day
Blink, blink, blink,
Changing this photo or that layout,
Improving his speed and skills,

When he got the overdraft from his bank
He laughed and blinked,
Changing it to a deposit,
He went to the wine store
Blinked and changed the label
From Chateau Neuf du Pape
To Boone’s Farm,
Blink, blink, blink,
His old hoopty car
Became a Bentley,
Ragged shoes transformed
To Moss Green Wingtips,

It all came to an end one day
When he blinked
Reading the obituaries.