Some of the guys always made fun.
When Claude came around the neighborhood selling Avon.
They got a big kick out of seeing him selling ladies beauty products.
They laughed so hard that they liked to have burst their tear ducts.
But Claude could care less.
Because those beauty products made him a financial success.

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