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The Salesman

Door to door, floor to floor, walking, knocking, talking. They have the most, least, best, fastest, strongest, ever to pass the test. Any or all to be had for a price- - -! They are nice but never stop talking. They can’t make a sale by walking. Knuckles are sore from knocking. They constantly practice the hawking. Sales are a ratio of presentation, so they give it without hesitation. The goal is to sell total population. Talk fast, close hard, get paid, don’t rile, leave a card, and smile, smile, smile.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/27/2012 5:47:00 PM
THis is great. Hmmm, I forgot the title of that poem that Debs copied and won such a great placement for . I better go back to the blog and get the title. Hope I can track it down.
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Date: 8/21/2012 2:26:00 PM
LOL so try now do the Jehovah witnesses! Light & Love
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Date: 8/21/2012 9:10:00 AM
Great write !!! have a wonderful day Charles :) SK
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Date: 8/21/2012 5:14:00 AM
Good one Charles!...I tried selling solar screens back in the 80's and was a miserable failure...guess it takes a certain kind of personality...have a great day! - Tim
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Date: 8/21/2012 12:01:00 AM
The towns around here won't allow you to make a living this way without a peddler's license. You also did not mention that nearly all potential clients have a big vicious dog ready to take a chunk out of any PITA salesman. However, this is still a great piece with fine descriptiveness and rhyming.
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