Lazy eBay Reseller at Car Boot Sale

Early entry gates ain't even wide. Here he comes shuffling in with yesterday's pride.

Phone in one hand, cold pasty in the other. Looks at every stall like,

"All right, mate, what have you got under?" He's moving slow

as winter, still half asleep. But if he sees an old PS2 game, he dives in deep.

Before he even greets you or bothers to chat, he's already scanned the barcode.

CEX app goes beep. He's the lazy eBay reseller, king of the muddy field.

Whistling loud and tuneless like a broken steering wheel. Digging through

your boxes like he's searching for gold. But he's just looking for a quid on something