F.o.b.

Land of markets

F.o.b.
Eyes carefully observe their kill
Face and body are motionless
Consistently consider opportunities
When attack the kill.

Today or tomorrow
We just carefully observe
Opening time of our shop
Senses are full of offers.

Lands of markets are endless
As the chance for trading
Biggest discounts suck life
Where it doesn't hurt

Are there any rules?
Are there any limits?
Profit is another nail to coffin
What will be at the end?
And who will be there?

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