What a pile of puke; what a hank of hooey; what a bag of baloney; what a pile of poppycock.
There really is a good reason I coined the word, "HAPPYCRAP." Sometimes that's the only fitting word for stuff like this.
If your stomach can take it, watch this video of this guy exegeting a nursery rhyme and notice all the faces of the mindless women going ga ga over this syrupy sweet, silly, sentimental stack of sewage. The only thing missing is the speaker's tears.
Ahh! This is what I was created to do.