USF: Business Failure

A nine a.m. bell announced 
     the beginning
     of the opening lecture
     of the Fall semester
     of the first course
     in Business Administration.

Professor J. Peter Simini sat on the desk
     overweight
     under-chinned
     half-bald
     salesman smile
     unlit cigar.

At the bell he proclaimed:
     “There’s a buck to made out there,”
     cigar arm sweeping San Francisco,
     “and you can make it.”
     [He couldn’t have made many bucks
     at that university.]

I packed my books
     and left the room
     and all those bucks
     before I heard another word.
     Dropped the course
     on my way to the coffee shop.

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