Today might be my lucky day.
At auction sales I choose to buy
Odd quirky things that catch my eye.
I do not have a lot to spend
So in the end I must depend.
On buying things which I select
That greedy dealers would reject.
They only buy what the can sell.
From which they hope to profit well.
Attending auctions is my pleasure
Perhaps one day I’ll find a treasure.
Something the dealers left behind.
For amateurs like me to find
To benefit from their mistakes
A little luck is all it takes.
Saturday,03 December 2011
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ivor... Very interesting... How easily you can rhyme Like you drink glass of Water Or taste some jam The rhyme was born in You No one can snatch from You Rhyming is not easy in English Language As there are few words that you can put in rhyme Keeping your stanzas happily in dance...