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The Show Of Shows-Part I

The Show Of Shows-Part I

Tomorrow is very important, we are praying that it goes well;
At the antique show we are doing, hoping lots of art we sell!
Itโ€™s the last one of the season, they say it is the best;
Weโ€™ll be pulling out all the stoppers, for financial eggs to nest!
.
The move we did just last week, has stripped us of our funds;
If tomorrow, we take in lots of money, our move will be jocund!
But if we donโ€™t, weโ€™ll really struggle, robbing Peter to then pay Paul;
Until social security comes in ten days, to prevent a total fail!
.
It is so very frustrating, we have art, but have no bucks;
Surrounded by lovely assets, we need a run of luck!
Maybe tomorrow, good things will happen, and our pockets will get filled;
Weโ€™ll let you know on Monday, when all the beans are spilled!
.
.
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Show me the money
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Our motto for tomorrow
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย All offers taken

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T Starbuck

Good luck! Hope all goes well....I enjoyed the poem.
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Larry Ran

Dear bad rhymes,

Thanks for the well-wishes.
Maybe we'll have "good" lines of people.
Glad you enjoyed this.

Peace and Love,
Larry xxx

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