I’m a book man … extraordinaire!
Open the door ma’am … if you dare!
I have every inclination
to exploit your consternation
over local education.
I’ll use chatty conversation
to hide subtle accusation
that parental obligation,
And some righteous indignation
should win out your fascination
to buy my solicitation.
I’m a bookman … extraordinaire!
Open the door ma’am … if you dare!
I drink lots of shaving lotion
to maintain my onward motion
and avoid human demotion.
While horse-tracks get my devotion
and I deny all emotion
in my lies of self-promotion,
and the midst of my commotion.
I can’t succumb to the notion
that my pitch is just a potion.
I’m a bookman … extraordinaire!
Open the door ma’am … if you dare!
If my mind’s every conception
sometimes seems like self-deception
because of weak misperception,
I just claim upon reflection
that my ultimate perfection
will depend on my connection
To the senseless disaffection
for any worthwhile objection
that might hinder your selection.
I’m a bookman … extraordinaire!
Open the door ma’am … if you dare!
Author notes
Decades ago I worked as a door-to-door encyclopedia salesman (an extinct profession since the digital age) for a year. I was great at it. This is a light poem about a shallow young life that was enmeshed in a superficial ‘pitch’ ... just to earn what it took for getting high on Aqua Velva and betting on horses.
Please tell me what you think
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well its an amusing poem, but not quite what I was looking for... I was looking for the dark-deep secrets of addiction or the mighty-fine adoration and gratefulness of recovery. but thanks for adding your entry.
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Aqua Velva! Seriously?
I guess the cheaper it is the more alcohol it has.haha.
This is a clever little write and I heard the story well. Almost a warning song to sing to adolescents. You painted a picture of a very cocky young man with nothing to brag about but his sales pitch. Nicely done!
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Brilliant!
Your work is absolutely phenomenal. It is so difficult for me to believe that your writing only began one year ago. What did you do with all of this creative energy? Where did you store the words? I am certain that such a gift bottled up inside of a brilliant mind such as yours caused quite the eruption! Perhaps this is your need for living in Iraq where head coverings are essential, for I am sure that the top of your head is quite blown off! I thank the person who rubbed the vessel so that this genie of poetic magic was released for us to enjoy! Are you sure you are a carpet bagger and not a mad scientist? Love your brain..onthebalcony
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lol, this is really good. I liked how u rhymed every line and still kept it flowing..not a lot of ppl can do that. Wonderful write, I can't wait 2 read more of ur work
~Lorissa~
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Very amusing. The way you rhymed so much is mind-blowing, that is a feat I could never pull off. But it really shows your talent and diversity in writing. Very humourous and very well written.
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I like the way this poem starts out running and builds, like going faster and faster on a merry go-round- until you end with the idea that despite any contrary evidence, you are completely sold on your product. Voila! What energy, what conviction. This is what made you great at it.
How valuable to be able to take such an objective, insightful and humorous view of your past life. Though you call it a light poem, my opinion is that in examining yourself so clearly and ruthlessly, you have gained a lot, and we, an excellent poem.
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well beyond clever...congrats
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Wow!
This is a neat poem you have here. I like your rhyming. You make a good point as well. keep up the good work.
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Very clever write
Your rhyme is spot on. Well done 
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Clever....
I felt that this piece told a story;a wonderful one...of old Arabian Nights and such....
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Oh wow this was a fantastic poem, I loved every single line in it!! But my all time favorite part of this wounderful poem was "If my mind’s every conception
sometimes seems like self-deception
because of weak misperception,
I just claim upon reflection
that my ultimate perfection
will depend on my connection
To the senseless disaffection
for any worthwhile objection
that might hinder your selection." I think this poem was funny, I don't know if it was suppose to be funny but I though it was! All together though I loved it and it was great! KEEP UP THE FANTASTIC WORK!!
Truley Michael <3
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This was a really fasciniating job you did here and thank you for sharing it. I enjoyed the read. Best wishes my friend. Keep that pen handy dear poet. ~Midnight Lace
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That was really brillant writing!
and you scared us too! very talented writer you are,
unafraid of the words to expose us...yet done with
a touch of respectfulness to so we don't run..
your words feed us with a lot of imagery.
Excellent write, liked the format too.
ears2hearyou
Kathleen
will study your writes carefully, trying to answer,
How'd he do that?
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well i guess in wit you scored high and cleverness to, but nine matching end rhymes to my ears and mind is a little to much. but anyways great write
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Too much ...
Yeah ... annoying isn't it (smile).
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Wow!
Amusing, yet it seemed like the poem could have millions of meanings. One Word. Wow!
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