Friday, September 12, 2014

bargain hunters

the sales weasels
all want
a deal, a special
friendship price.
a lowering
of the bill, just
because.
give me a break,
they say, let
me have it for
a little less
and you'll never
go hungry in this
city again. so
you give in and knock
off a few bucks,
which makes them
happy, as they
wave rolling away
in their black
Mercedes suv.

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