I Don'T Come Cheap Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I Don'T Come Cheap



'Stop! '
She says.

'I will not continue this futile babble.
Unless you offer some baubles and beads.'

~Are you serious? ~
He responded.

'Very! '
She says.

~I'm not paying for nuthin'
I can give to anyone for free.~
He says.

'That's fine with me! '
She says.
'Cause I don't come cheap,
When it comes to listening to BS.'

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