The Drinks Vender.

"Refreshing drinks sold here"
Says the flashing neon sign,
It's colour blazing cheerfully
Beneath the sludge and grime.

"Hassle free and easy,
It only costs a dime!"
Well, you think, now that's odd,
It said the same thing last time!

When it ate your five pound note,
And wouldn't give you change.
Why would it change that now?
That would just be strange.

So you walk right past the sign,
Ignoring the neon sticks.
Because this time you've got wise,
To this drink vender's tricks.

The End

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