(A fun poem for the Real-estate Professional)
To be or not to be a Real-estate agent I ask of thee.
I work a job from 9-5, I wonder how to make it by.
My financial goals are not to high, but still my bank account is dry.
I ponder in my daily life, could a side job as an agent make it right.
Extra income, oh let it be, what do you mean there's extra fees?
You really mean I'm on floor time, my kids in basketball, tip off's at nine.
Now I'm asked to do an open house, last time I did, it was just me and a mouse.
My family time, where did it go, I'm off to show the 20th home to Jane Doe.
The wife has filed for divorce, with no together time, we see each other in court.
That additional income I hoped to gain, has me thinking I'm insane.
As I sit all by myself, the job ads read "Mall needs Santa's elf".
I contact the mall and talk to the bookie, my bonus will be free Christmas cookies.
Now with a third job to make ends meet, I'll be wearing my real-estate name tag but green shoes on my feet.
My thoughts to hit Santa up to list the North Pole, he told me he decided to go FSBO.
I can't seem to win in life these days, and real-estate doesn't seem to pay.
It's back to the drawing board for me, To be or not to be, a Real Estate Agent I ask of thee?
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