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The Woman in Fendi and the Young Salesman

 
She was known around town as the snooty divorcee  
In the settlement she took most of her ex-husband’s money  
But then she got accustomed to living in such a way  
She thought of herself as queen since she had all that honey  
 
Hermes, Gucci, Prada, you name it, she had it all  
From Oscar, Marc, Ralph, Versace to Armani and Dior  
Decked in diamonds and red bottoms made her look tall  
And yet the woman in Fendi was shaped like a door  
 
She went into car dealership looking for something nice  
A convertible preferably to show off her wealth  
The salesman was busy but once he seen all that ice  
He would try to approach her very casual and stealth  
 
She leaned against a Mercedes and she sat down  
Feeling the fine leather seats that was crafted like art  
But she felt her an air bubble so she looked around  
And since no one was nearby, she let out a smelly fart  
 
But when she turned the young salesman was there!  
She tried to rub against the leather to mimic the sound  
The young salesman stood like a statue, smiling, very aware  
Of the gas the woman with class was trying to play down  
 
“I’m interested in this car” she said sounding snooty and smart
Flipping her hair, flexing her Fendi and all that ice  
He said “Ma’am if the feel of this automobile made your booty fart…  
Then you are going to shit your pants when you hear the price!”
Author's Note
Just an old joke
#sales
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