Saleslady Poems - Poems about Saleslady

...Does this outfit make me look fat? The crocodile asked the saleslady. A bull-speaker, gusher and a compliment-er was, this lying gal, Sady. You look marvelous, she said, I love the polka dots, stri......

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... I went to my car dealer, I hoped to save the planet The saleslady told me EVs were cheap, and to call her Janet She said we've got so many subsidies, and they're a great deal I bought a F-150 Li......

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...'Twas the night before Christmas and I was still shopping when I would much rather have been bar to bar hopping. I juggled bags of presents that cost far too much dough. The sidewalks were crowded......

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...Stores are kinda busy, people are on a shopping spree, young and old they may be they all want something free. Then a message, pleasing to see, reads: "buy one, take one for free". An old......

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...The perky saleslady looked at my aging bicycle and asked if I would consider a newer model something lighter something sexier. I told her, "My bike and I have a delicious history - our past an......

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...From the furniture store I've been banned - did the saleslady misunderstand? Claimed malicious intent but that's not what I meant when I asked, "Can I get one nightstand?"......

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...My new born son is as ugly as he can be. I'm offended when people say he looks like me. I wanted a son, that is every man's dream. But when people see him, they always scream. Last week, a sale......

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...He called them the great men Thoreau, Goethe, Emerson, Tolstoy Yet even as a child, I discovered Wyeth's greatness “Christina’s World” called to me fascinated child, as m......

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