Face Value Poem by Morgan Michaels

$ Excuse me, are you selling that ticket?

+ I am.

$ Where is it?

+ Family Circle box. The sound's great. Best in the house, in fact.

$ Oh, but it's partial view!

+ S'ok. Opera's not the movies, you know It's about what you hear, not
what you see.

$ Yeh, but it's partial view. I want full. How much?

+ Face value. No more, no less.

$ Bloody scalper!

+ I said face value. If you're looking for a scalper, there's
one over on Columbus- see?

$ You'll never sell it. Can't you do twenty? I'm on a fixed
income.

+ Sorry, it's Tenebbko singing. I could get a hundred.

$ Twenty-five, then. It's better than nothing.

* Sir, over here- I'll give you forty. Forget that cheapskate!

+ Sold, to the little lady, but for twenty-nine fifty!

$ Okay, I'll give you thirty five!

+ Nope. Face Value. No more, no less.