They meet!
They nod.
They socialize...
And exchange between them business cards.
They listen,
With intent.
Identifying the purpose...
What to them this affair has meant!
Leaving each other,
Smiling big with firm handshakes.
Opportunists they are...
Believing they have what it takes,
To establish themselves and make 'breaks'!
But when it is time,
To get 'real' things done...
They show utter dissatisfaction,
Towards the working ones!
As they explain in campaigns...
They're awaiting for more funding,
To pocket and run!
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OOPPSSS, not me, for I've never had a business card or business other than wife and Mom and now a Grammi. Guess there are insincere people everywhere., can't escape it all the time...[is it thundering bad now for you? ? ? ? 7: 29 pm] love, marci.xo. :) ~~