The Salesgirl at the Jewelry Store

The salesgirl at the jewelry store

Had a sophisticated air,

And kind of like the cabinets before,

She held me with her glassy stare.

Dressed she was in the finest clothes,

A princess I was pretty sure,

So like the bobbles I suppose,

She sparkled radiant and pure.

Now her indifference here to tell,

She seemed to judge me in a glance,

And though I wasn’t dressed that well,

She never gave me half a chance.

Till the pricey counter I got near,

Then it was she began to stir,

Suddenly fawning it would appear,

When I asked how much the diamonds were.

Now what a change in attitude

As the diamond rings I went through,

You should have heard the platitudes

When I got down to the final few.

Until after two hours spent,

I just got up and walked away.

Her phoniness I had to vent,

And for her diamonds I’d never pay.

And so in my farewell bidding,

For I’d enough of her foolery,

I said, “Who do you think you’re kidding?

You’re nothing but costume jewelry.”