Nuisance Calls Poem by Phil Soar

Nuisance Calls



I sit alone, beside the phone
And hope it doesn't ring
As it could be somebody
That a nuisance call might bring
I don't like being bothered
By an abject nuisance call
So when they ask if I need their product
I just don't say **** all!

Monday, February 4, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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