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LOTS FOR SALE by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS

First Line: LOTS FOR SALE' -- LOTS -- OF WHAT?
Last Line: LOTS OF PEOPLE; NO MORE I!

"Lots for sale." Lots -- of what?
Lots of trouble, like as not.
Lots of fuss with "equities,"
Titles, deeds, and lawyers' fees.
Lots of talk with architects, --
Every man the job expects.
Lots of tiffs with carpenters,
Masons, plumbers, plasterers.
Lots of unexpected bills,
'Little extras," -- bitter pills.
Lots of city taxes due, --
Gas and water, sewer too.
Lots of advertising then,
Try, and try, and try again.
Lots of folks with half a mind,
And a dozen faults to find.
Lots of worry, pains untold,
Till the pesky thing is sold.
Lots of fine experience,
But of profit -- not five cents.
"Lots for sale" -- and who will buy?
Lots of people; no more I!



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