My Daughter, The Philosopher
The telesales guy
With robot-like tenacity,
Asks for my wife,
As I have deftly
Put everything in her name,
Just for such occasions.
I tell him to call back later,
When she cruelly won't be in,
And put down the phone.
"Who rang Papi?"
"Nobody."
"Nobody?
Well,
Why did the phone ring?"
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