At the Pawn Shop
There's nothing worse than losing your pride
by borrowing money when your wallet is very dry, and like
a thirsty horse that can't run for another mile,
you'll regret it for not having saved enough money to survive!
I took my gold watch to the Pawn Shop,
and the young man who was six feet tall
stared at it and exclaimed with a hiccup,
" It's worth a lot of money, pal! "
" No, I don't want to sell it right now, I just need
some quick cash to pay parking tickets to avoid a fee! "
I assured him with ample honesty,
but the red-head fellow looked at me
and said earnestly, " It''s a ninety
day loan...after that there's a penalty!"
" I'll pay on time !" I promised him as I walked out of the pawn Shop
with a wallet full of cash...wasn't I happy to have kept my Rolex watch?
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2013
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