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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… |