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Hello, it’s nice to meet you!
My name is Alonnika.
Sure, Why not? Veronica is close enough, I guess!
Tell me about yourself, you say?
Where do I start?
Is birth okay?
I’ll give you the whole story if you’ll have a seat hear me play!
Down in Florida I was born,
A Winn-Dixie around the corner,
Summers like a sauna and I called my mother momma!
Then one day we packed up for the 37th time,
After Tennessee and all o’ Colorado, momma said, “Sweden?” and we said, “…fine.”
Oh, when I was a youngin
I had far too many dreams;
Thought I could be a painting acting cosmologist slash marine (biologist)!
After highschool I took everything from teaching to Chinese,
Packed up again and moved down to that Gothenburg breeze!
That’s where I heard that magic word-
That’s right, it’s copywriter!
And I was like, “hey, that sounds lame.
No thanks, big stamps are not my game!”
But then I looked it up,
Turns out it was all I desired!
So I worked and worked my bottom off until I got a foot in
Though admittedly, I bribed them with some homemade chocolate puddin’!
And up that ladder I kept climbin’
‘Til the altitude was frightenin’
And finally got my hands on Super Bowl advertising!
Tore down all that sexist trash
And burned it, now a pile of ash.
Replaced it in a hasty flash
With ads that don’t discriminate against women! Imagine that! Wow.
Yes, that’s what I still do today,
I don’t think I’ll ever stop
Being marketing’s own strict and rugged
Gender cop,
Offering alternatives to ads that aren’t fair
So little girls don’t think they’re only good for braiding hair!
Well there it is, my story,
I tried to keep it brief.
There’s more to tell and really, this is just the apertif!
I’m a busy woman, so to hear the rest you’ll have to book a time,
So see ya later, sayonara, ciao, this is the ending rhyme!