Let's Negotiate Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What will you do?
And most importantly,
Where will you go?
When your overvalued self servicing ends.
It has already shown signs of dimming.
With your need to win...
With a boasting grin.
But now,
Knocking against your pockets.
And getting quite thin.

What will you do...
When your lush avenues,
No longer welcomes your presence...
With opened arms.
And your strolling pass closed cafés,
Alarms!
And there is no one there,
To front your charms.
Or cater to you!
What on Earth will become of you.

Oh, mais oui.

'May. We. What?
Go ahead and say it! '

Hopefully your turned up nose,
Will lower to sense a seriousness of these times.
And if you are about to lose your last dime...
You know I have long since lost mine!
However,
I will take your I.O.U.
One never knows!
'Do one'?

'And...
Where are you going with this? '

Straight to the bank,
When things begin to look up for you!
What kind of question is that?
Where do you think I would go?
Now...
Let's negotiate,
So I can leave 'you people' alone!