Realtors Real-Tours

Homes are shown, a pricey parade, Who takes the blame, while landlords are paid? High figures quoted, lives remain confined, A paradox of profit, built on clients' grind. But hard work yields less, for those who reside, Simple deals bring pride, to agents' stride, Wide profit margins, clients struggle to pay, A stark contrast, in the realtors' play. The need to live close, to properties they sell, But living costs, are tales they seldom tell, No choice but to profit, from clients' plight, A vicious cycle, where trust takes flight. One bad apple spoils, the profession's name, Justifying distrust, in a field that's tamed, We seek honesty, in every deal, A fair price, for a fair reveal. Try being real, on this tour we've planned, Your commission's sure, but clients' fate's in hand, Where clients suffer, or thrive, based on your offer made, A real tour you're on, my dear Realtor, with every trade.