In the realm of real estate, where deals come to play,I hustle and bustle, night and day.Listings are staged, with care and finesse,Brochures are stacked, a visual success.An offer arrives, a buyer in tow,But oh, the amount, it's painfully low.With signs on the lawn and a lockbox secure,I dial the seller, and the news isn't pure.They agree to meet, in hopes to align,Numbers are crunched, it's negotiation time.Sellers are willing, they nod and they sign,Then comes the twist, an equity line.Digging for funds, like a financial sleuth,Sellers are smiling, but it's not a spoof.Three months on the market, no showings in sigh...