Your Job

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A poem of the endless need to BUY!

Submitted: February 13, 2015

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Submitted: February 13, 2015



In the center of the medow of middle place madness,

In the rabbit-hole world of marketing ploys,

They all take their pickings from pickable likings

And so-so regalia, each known as their toys.


In the hopes of all wanting and the want of all hoping,

In the game of the day which will end at the start.

You'll pick a odd number that could never see profit.

You'll pick out the hopeless, adding them to your cart.


It's a got-ta-have-it world, in a pay later gamble

On a day of deception, in the week of the pitch.

Tomorrow is calling with endless new markets

And you're job is to buy. --- Ain't it a bitch?

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