The Hawker Poem by PAUL COLVIN
The Hawker
Gold rings for sale and watches too,
I’m half tempted, what to do?
I ask him straight if these are snide
He swears to God, they’re bona fide.
They’re not knocked off, they were a gift.
His eyes are lying, start to shift.
Do I trust him, should I buy?
No, I’ll just leave them, say goodbye.
Friday, September 23, 2011
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