Sell You Lure


He always knew
when he got that return call from you;
the deal was done,
the negotiation was won
Sometimes winning meant a compromise
But the reason he was considered one of the best;
he never used the bait and switch,
he never tried to see you lies'

He was a gold star salesman,
he was top notch
He was an extraordinary pitch man,
big deals he never botched

He had a velvety voice,
he was so charismatic
He was was king of the cellular,
he could cut through the static

When you stepped into his office,
you knew you were in the presence of royalty
Luxurious furniture made you feel comfy,
walls adorned with awards and plaques
Kings and queens of jazz playing,
allowed you to completely chill and relax

But it was when his cell started ringing,
you got to watch a master work his craft
Seeing deal after deal
after deal getting sealed,
you knew right then that the legend was real

He was a gold star salesman,
he was top notch
he was an extraordinary pitch man,
big deals he never botched

He had a velvety voice,
he was real charismatic
He was king of the sell you lure,
he always cut through the static

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