I won’t buy into what you’re selling.
A knock at the door says you want me
But for what? Why are you really here
At my door, when you could be at home,
Tucked in by a wife; living up the good life?
I won’t buy into what you’re selling.
But I can’t lie your sales pitch is good.
A transparent transaction, you promised;
And yet, I don’t believe your words match
Your actions. The situation remains muddled.
I won’t buy into what you’re selling
It’s not worth my time; it’s not worth it
But you’re knocking at my door, you claim
Because you want me; because you need me
And it sounds quite tempting, like most fiction.
I said I won’t buy what you’re selling-
But I may listen, and I may try on a line or two… |
Submission Name: I'm not buying...
