This poem is a spinoff from the theme of the Auctioneerist poetry contest. Thank you Mystic Rose for the inspiration.
GOING….GOING….SADLY…..GONE HEY…..WHADDAMIBIDFOR…..this….this …. WHATEVERITISOLDERTHANMEANTIQUEYTHING. C’MON NOW LET’S START THE BIDDING….. WHAT IS THIS BEAUTY WORTH??? 5 DOLLAHS…..WHO’LL GIVE ME 5 DOLLAHS??? COM’N NOW IT HAS ORIGINAL BURN HOLES FROM A TIME WHEN PEOPLE ACTUALLY SMOKED----INDOORS!!! AUTHENTIC ANTIQUE BURN HOLES YA CAN’T BUY THAT RUSTIC LOOK… I GOT 10 DOLLAHS OVAHERE……WHO’LL MAKE IT 15 15….COM’N…..15…….THIS GROOVE ALONG THE EDGE…. WORN BY THE WINDUPDANCINGBELLSOF THE ALARMCLOCK…. BOUGHT THE ALARM CLOCK AFTER THEY SHOT THE ROOSTER…. SOLD THE FARM WHEN THE HENS STOPPED LAYIN’… CAN I GET 20……20…..UP IT FIVE TO PONDER THE PENDULUM ARC ON THE MIRROR…..ETCHED BY THE POCKET WATCH HUNG THERE…… EVERY NIGHT… BUT ONE. I GOT 30….30 FROM THE GENTLEMAN IN THE REAR. CAN I GET 40….A SMALL PRICE TO PAY……SEE THAT HOLE… CENTERLEFTOFNAMEPLATE….BULLETHOLE….REVENUERS… C’MON….LET ME GET 50…..50…..HALF A HUNDRED….50 AND WE’LL THROW IN THE MAP TO THE STILL…. GOING ONCE…….GOING TWICE……. John G. Lawless 2/29/2016
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