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GARAGE SALE
One man's trash is another man's treasure
As one woman's junk gives others pleasure.
Cash and carry, no checks or credit cards
With bargains in the driveways and signs in the yards.
Some serve hot dogs, Kool-Aid and cut-rate pop
Some fly flags and balloons to make us stop.
Some will arrive before the garage sale starts
Using their vehicles as shopping carts.
Half of all purchases are sold again
At the buyer's own sale or to a friend.
So clean out your closets and the basement too
And earn some income with no taxes due.
Load up your tables and grab a good chair
Then plug in a fan to stir up the air.
The money you make you can spend again
Shopping for yourself, loved ones or friend.
By Tom Zart
Tom Zart
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