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Sales Pitch Poetry Contest. Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico
Sales Pitch A Book
Here I sit on a big bookshelf,
I am here all by myself.
At night the lights go off,
the dust makes me want to cough.
Each new day the lights go on,
making me wish I was gone.
I see you walking by,
that makes me want to cry.
Oh please do not be shy,
pick me up to buy.
I just know you need a new book,
give me a look.
You will love what you see,
I can go home and we can have tea and brie.
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