Tuesday, November 10, 2009

The Salesman

A man came and asked me
What I'd like to buy.
I said I could go for
Some nice custard pie,

He looked in his pocket,
Then said with a sigh,
"I'm sorry, young sir,
But no custard have I."

The man then proceeded
To break down and cry.
How silly to offer,
When he can't comply.

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