Thursday, February 29, 2024

...and the fever broke

 

Strolling through
a model home
that look like something
only heavens can hold
mind slowly descended
into a trance like state.

Perched on my shoulder, a broker sat
who whispered softly
this home is a cream puff
a diamond in the rough,
a similar opportunity
may never come.

But before I can act
and write the check,
there was a thunderclap,
rain drops fell
and the fever broke.

I am now back
in my musty home
but $500K sitting intact
if the safety of a bank.

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