"'Twas the night before the auction
And out in my garage
I took out my wallet
And gave it a massage.
The children were nestled strong in their beds,
Raiding their college fund danced in my head.
Like a ship searching for a new sailor
I hoped for my dream car on Bring a Trailer.
Ma in her kerchief, me with my 401K
Trying to decide if it would be okay
To bid on something so dear to my heart
Maybe even selling a vital body part.
Out in the driveway there arose such a clatter
I…"
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