Once, a man dressed in tweed
Asked if I wanted to buy some weed.
I took the bag from this Filipino,
Took a whiff and cried, “This is Oregano! ”
He replied, “I guarantee it is real.”
“Even if it were, there would be no deal, ”
I replied as I turned to walk off.
I look back on this day and start to scoff,
Thinking of all the business my remark had cost
And hoping a large sum of money had been lost.
Very nice! I love that the man was dressed in tweed. hmmm.... :) Made me smile!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it. It's like you were trying to sabatoge his business. :) ~Autumn~