Selling Razor On The Street Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Selling Razor On The Street
Hey, sir, take home this razor
The sharpest one in silver chrome
While you would have the shaving pleasure
I could cut bread at home.
Cuts so fine your face would treasure
Get it and have the smoothest cheek
While you would have the shaving pleasure
I could feed my kid for a week.
It’s so cheap sir, just a shilling
Your fortune’s armor in silver chrome
May bring you good luck, god willing,
I could light a fire at home.
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4/25/2024 2:15:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I could envision the street vendor trying to sell his wares with this persuasive poem. So well done. I really liked it!