What I'm about to tell you is the truth, I'm not joking.
I bought a cigarette rolling machine for my uncle
only to learn that he quit smoking.
It was electronic and expensive,
it set me back five hundred dollars.
When I took it back to the store, I was told "No Refunds" and I started to holler.
I became angry when those idiots wouldn't take their machine back.
I gave that employee
and my uncle tongue lashings
and hard smacks.
Now I'm out $500.00
and I'm in jail for assault.
I'm broke and I'm locked up and it's my fault.
Before you buy a very expensive gift that might be rejected, I'll tell you what to do.
Find out if you can get a refund because if of you can't,
you may end up in my shoes.
(Even though this poem says it's the truth, it's actually fictional.)