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My Husband Buys Cars

My husband makes car deals He has bought thirty-eight cars for us and others He loves the bantering of prices Something I despise I am used to walking We get so close, but they will not come down To the price he wants Insists on So we walk. We have walked away from more deals than we have closed We walked away from eleven car deals in a row once At ten different dealers They always think we love the car too much to walk. There is always another car; we know that. At one point he turned to ask me if we had a check. I almost fell off the chair. We were buying one! I had become so used to walking I had not thought to bring one And neither had he.

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