Is it All Green Eggs as a Sport Card Dealer?
, by David Riska, 4 min reading time
Delving into the whimsical world of a sports card dealer, let's embark on a Seussian journey, where words twist and turn in playful harmony, narrating the highs and lows, the joys and woes, of this unique endeavor.
In a land not so far, where collectors are stars,
Lives a dealer of cards, with treasures in jars.
His shop, oh so bright, with cards gleaming with might,
From baseball to soccer, a truly grand sight.
He starts every morn, as the new day is born,
With cards from the '40s, slightly tattered and worn.
He sorts and he prices, with care and precision,
For in the world of cards, there's no room for indecision.
"Ah, this Mickey Mantle, a gem indeed,
Will fetch a fine price, more than I need!
But wait, here's a Jordan, slightly faded at the side,
I must lower its price, for I cannot hide."
The trials begin with the door's morning swing,
In come the collectors, each wanting a thing.
"One rookie card, please, in mint condition!"
They demand and they plea, with fierce ambition.
The dealer, he haggles, he barter and trades,
Knowing each card's story, their ascents, and their fades.
"Be careful!" he warns, "This card's quite rare,
Handle with gloves, and handle with care!"
But troubles arise, like a stormy sea wave,
When a card thought as real, proves to be but a knave.
"A fake!" cries a buyer, with anger and shock,
The dealer sighs deeply, his reputation to lock.
He refunds the money, with an apology and smile,
"Integrity's key, in this card dealing trial.
I'll do better next time, inspect with more care,
To ensure all my cards are quite fair and square."
Then there's the joy, oh the joy indeed,
When a child walks in, his eyes wide with greed.
"I've saved all my pennies, for a rookie card of LeBron,
To keep as my treasure, from dusk until dawn."
The dealer bends down, with a twinkle in his eye,
Picks out a LeBron, and says, "Give this a try."
The child's joyous laughter, pure and unbridled,
Makes all the trials worth it, feeling utterly entitled.
As the day winds down, and the sun sets low,
The dealer counts his earnings, a gentle, tired glow.
He locks up his treasures, cards old and new,
Thinking of tomorrow, and the challenges to pursue.
For in the world of sports cards, it's a rollercoaster ride,
Of joy and disappointment, colliding side by side.
But for our dear dealer, it's more than just trade,
It's passion, it's life, in each card displayed.
In a world of collectors, where passions collide,
He stands as a beacon, with knowledge his guide.
So here's to the dealer, with cards in his hand,
So you see it's NOT all Green Eggs in Sport Card Dealer land.
In this tale, we see the life of a sports card dealer, a blend of art, business, and emotion, where every card tells a story, and every deal is a new adventure in the whimsical world of sport card collecting.
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