They smile past
And taste my temptation
While walking away
To the next taste sensation.

I keep their attention
With my convincing attributes
That sieze but a moment
Of their fast running day.

Their sharp cutting silence
And awkward stance
Tells me their interest
Has somewhat advanced
Way past my babbling
And begging to buy.

They plod along
Their weary day
As another fruitless sale
goes by.