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Death of a Telephone Salesman

He died young after making multiple phone calls Sometimes he had to beg the professionals he called However, his totals were high enough so thsy didn't fire him I, too made plenty of phone calls Banging my brains out for sales A couple of us bot in touch with the union The union people laughed when we said We were working for a business publisher and wanted to unionize He's dead now His life was marijuana smoke and telephone calls There was one guy there who wrote newspaper articles Should have written about the death of a telephone salesman

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/19/2012 7:59:00 AM
I feel there is a lot of true to life memories "rolled up in this one" Matthew..) sometimes the byproducts of life seem to get a life of their own..) enjoyed the read my friend..)
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Date: 4/16/2012 11:11:00 PM
Is this the poem you wanted me to read. I really like this one. I like ones like this, which are character studies!
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