As the train halts, the salesman jumps,
just as us all but with aplomb.
Not aspiring to sit,his day begins,
and would last until the crowd thickens.
With gentle confidence the man thunders,
justifying his meek product's wonders.
Prying for a noble consumer,
his twinkling eyes and legs wander.
As noone buys his amazing product,
he ponders on,mighty confident.
As you feel for the unpriveleged chap,
he is not finished with his balderash.
Then the trains halts,the salesman jumps,
just as us all but with more aplomb.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
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