- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Part of the Job
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Click hereWedged between the potters tent
and a jewelry booth,
good traffic all day long,
don't over sell.
Enjoy face to face contact
be sure and flash a smile,
that lingering glance
payment enough for now.
Some return and purchase,
I'm good at what I do.
A few rebuke and waddle on,
don't understand the game.
Flirting is just friendship,
until the sale is made.
- COMMENTS
...you mean you were just flirting?? Now what am I supposed to do with this 10' high brass statue of Rocky Balboa? Damn.
Well done, Sand. Tease.
Well written, Spike. I could NEVER do sales. I want them all to LOVE my work.
flea markets/antique malls. I grew up knowing how to play the game. All customers want a good deal, and some want to feel a connection with you. So, you're their buddy, a flirt, a confidant while you wait for the sell.
Good poem, with true words that I can relate to.
...your poetry provides well for the mind and eye. Thank you.
this reminds me of the little flea market that used to be ( still is?) in Garden City Beach SC...I spent so many hours there, meeting people and plundering through their old magazines and what-nots. Thanks for the trip back Sandspike, I enjoyed it very much :)