Pretty Little Lies

Step right up folks
Take a look inside
This could all be yours someday
we just reduced the price

Just open and say awwww
this wont hurt at all
we do this all the time
Ten percent off when you call

Please just  hold the line
An agent will speak with you soon
Your being transfered 
listen to our stand by tunes

For a reasonable retainer
we can make this disappear
we will bill you when its over
theres no need to fear

This house has your name on it 
Just put your money down in time
We will lend you all you need 
Just sign the dotted line

This is the best phone on the market
There are no hidden fees
The monthly payments are so low 
You'll think you got it free.

And so the spin continues
A web put out to snare
Every naive consumer
Who walks in unaware.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Peterson Avatar
December 10, 2013 at 12:44 AM
Carl, you absolutely nailed it with this one. Everyone offering theoretical services for which they would have us trade irreplaceable life energy.
Phillips Avatar
December 6, 2013 at 7:50 PM
Hi Carl you hit the nail on its head. You couldn't have said it better. Nice rhyme , very entertaining
Eastman Avatar
December 6, 2013 at 10:13 AM
Amen! It's always so non- ending... You picked a tremendous topic... and expressed it so well!
Onclaud Avatar
December 4, 2013 at 12:21 PM
overselling just to gain profits... powerful write, carl...what a punch!.. huggs
Makama Avatar
November 22, 2013 at 11:56 AM
Interesting and true.... pretty little lies indeed. very interesting. I enjoyed it.
Dietrich Avatar
November 21, 2013 at 10:54 PM
yep,you nailed it!!! A good poem to see tonight.
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