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Merchant's Revenge

I had a boss once, Who owned a furniture store, A rather odd fellow, Of this I can assure If an unreasonable customer gave him enough grief, They were in trouble, for to his relief, He had their credit card number on file, And after an adequate while.... They'd start getting the oddest things Cause that just was his style, Strippers showing up at their work, To make them look a jerk, Sex toys too odd to own, Delivered to their home, 400 roses, 10 cases of rum, But this was not the sum, Lots more for them would come, On and on it'd go Till they would surely know Why 20 pizzas came their way, Every other day..... The best part, for him I sort'a knew, Was that they'd paid for it all too!!! And they never could quite guess, Who, and why, was the pest!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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