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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