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They packaged in sprinkle-top cans;
Although it cleaned sinks;
In just twenty winks;
Sales werent as brisk as they planned.

One day the board got a letter;
That claimed they could triple their sales;
And 15 grand might;
Double sales overnight;
In advance, if you please, send by mail.

So the board took a chance;
Sent him cash in advance;
And tickets to take the next flight.
At only sixteen, he arrived on the scene;
But their laughter soon turned to delight.

The high schooler stood in the board room;
Holding their check in his hand;
Ill solve your disaster;
Youll sell cleanser faster;
If you make one small change to the can!

Your cleaners not measured, its shaken;
A little comes out -- or a lot;
Youll sell three times more;
The faster it pours;
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The Master Seller
Date: Thursday, 18th May 2017 @ 06:56:32 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: softerware

The company sold scouring powder;
They packaged in sprinkle-top cans;
Although it cleaned sinks;
In just twenty winks;
Sales werent as brisk as they planned.

One day the board got a letter;
That claimed they could triple their sales;
And 15 grand might;
Double sales overnight;
In advance, if you please, send by mail.

So the board took a chance;
Sent him cash in advance;
And tickets to take the next flight.
At only sixteen, he arrived on the scene;
But their laughter soon turned to delight.

The high schooler stood in the board room;
Holding their check in his hand;
Ill solve your disaster;
Youll sell cleanser faster;
If you make one small change to the can!

Your cleaners not measured, its shaken;
A little comes out -- or a lot;
Youll sell three times more;
The faster it pours;
So they put five more holes in the top!

This poem is Copyright © softerware



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