Final Offer Poems - Poems about Final Offer

...We dickered and haggled the vendor and me The price I wanted to pay he could not see Fifty US dollars is my final offer, I said. I’ll keep it he replied; probably until he is dead.......

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...It is the hardest thing to do when your heart is speaking to you, you don’t know which way to turn because either way you will get burn; there is a strange sensation in the air and it is causing the ......

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...If you’ll trade me for the one that I want I’ll give this one to you, Then we can both finally end our hunt and find better things to do. But if you decide to keep that one and leave me in the lurch......

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