Bmw Salesman

Shiny suited man growling on cell phones 
Selling BMWs to tidy his life
Salesman pleads in begging tones...

“Full Coverage” the shiny man moans
“On Sale” says the customer’s wife
To reveal gray and black BMW clones

The salesman barks with hasty tones
“Our insurance will save your life”
Policemen pardon when it is known

But the cost is in the Twilight Zone
digging into your pocket like a knife
Is the status worth your shaking bones

Salesman clamors til it is known
“Power brakes” to save your life.
The Silver suited man already owns

Your soul and all its weary moans
Reeling from a large cash price
BMW and sophisticated clones 
Weeping ulcers will soon be known

6/15/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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January 10, 2016 at 11:37 PM
Hi Julie, Congrats on your win. Love *LOVE SKAT*
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January 10, 2016 at 10:34 PM
Julie, :) Congratulations on your awesome win. ""You showed me yours-- now's my turn to show you mine --- LADIES"" Stop by my latest blog if you'd like. I have no poem to share under this topic. In which you wrote bravely. I'd like to share photos of my BUDDY (car).......... Always & Forever ~LINDA~
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