Constipated glance at the foot of the stairs
Captured by seller’s remorse
A man leaves the room having bought some wears
No further discourse.
Patiently the buyer sneaks from the house
And enters his designer car
There sits the homeowner’s traded spouse
Waiting to be taken to the bar
Key turns, engine roars
The wife hikes her skirt
The man checks for sores
Her previous titleholder stumbled to the dirt
Says that he wants back his wife
Though soon brought to realize he had just sold her life.
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 10:00 AM UTC
Constipated glance at the foot of the stairs
Captured by seller’s remorse
A man leaves the room having bought some wears
No further discourse.
Patiently the buyer sneaks from the house
And enters his designer car
There sits the homeowner’s traded spouse
Waiting to be taken to the bar
Key turns, engine roars
The wife hikes her skirt
The man checks for sores
Her previous titleholder stumbled to the dirt
Says that he wants back his wife
Though soon brought to realize he had just sold her life.
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