Car Salesman (2008)
[Click on the image above to see the view with binoculars.]
Savvy customers with sticker shock
want more free pens. Negotiate as you fog over,
forget his interests are not yours. Discuss discounted
swindling in a last jail interview. So go off script. Engage in sleazy
reset. Seek penance when that test drive turns a murderous
corner. Dealer with it or grow a conscience.
What does it take to trade? A personality? A good golf vibe?
An actual selling price? Tap down any twinge of coy.
Let pigeons sweat as you harbor homicide passing
blank notebooks to the boss. Suck it up sucker.
You nada charisma. You zero commission.
Motivational speaking sells more lemons for ex-cons.
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Image initially made with QuaSZ. Post-processed until it just couldn't go any lower because it's done all it could do. Text is an original "Google poem" collaged together from search strings of car salesman.
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Rip-Off
It's a matter of identity theft, checking under the hood
For blood the last hood left after cashing the bank
The Fed propped up, bailing out with a golden
Parachute stitched by taxpayers' money and loans
From China (Did Chairman Mao blink?). Sneering,
"Let me sell you a New Deal," slobbers Snidely
Whiplash twirling his Brylcream moustache,
"All you need is a new kind of battery that thrives on
Radiation from the sun," cracking speed racer's
Driver's door open, "and a couple of spent fuel rods,
"Say, the marrow in your ancestors' bones
Excavated from tribal graves," flashing his American
Flag pin patriotically, "or something equally precious
Off the stock market." He leers, smoking a hoagie.
"Sign here." Whose blank check is it anyway?
[Disposable Poem Oct. 15, 2008]
Dr. Mike
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