Come here, come here, come over here!
Here's a fresh, hot poem for sale —
one you can sink your teeth into,
one that tastes better than chocolate.
Look at it, listen to it; you have to agree
it's a very good specimen. Join the queue.
We're going to auction it off.
Who'll be the highest bidder?
Settle down! Don't push and shove!
I know you're keen, I understand.
But once the original sells,
you can bid for cheaper copies.
So don't let's make it a free-for-all.
What was that? Who yelled, 'Free verse'?
Bugger! He's started a riot.
Now they all want gifts.
Listen, mate, there's the internet
for that kind of thing. There's all those blogs.
What will you offer me
for this virgin poem, unread?
Poetic Asides November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge: day 29, a commercial poem.
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