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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357993" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Silent Member</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lived in Mundaloo, and Bill McClosky was his name,<br>But folks that knew him well had little knowledge of that same; <br>For he some'ow lost his surname, and he had so much to say –- <br>He was called 'The Silent Member' in a mild, sarcastic way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He could talk on any subject -- from the weather and the crops<br>To astronomy and Euclid, and he never minded stops;<br>And the lack of a companion didn't lay him on the shelf,<br>For he'd stand before a looking-glass and argue with himself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He would talk for hours on literature, or calves, or art, or wheat; <br>There was not a bally subject you could say had got him beat;<br>And when strangers brought up topics that they reckoned he would baulk,<br>He'd remark, 'I never heard of that.' But all the same -- he'd talk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He'd talk at christ'nings by the yard; at weddings by the mile;<br>And he used to pride himself upon his choice of words and style.<br>In a funeral procession his remarks would never end<br>On the qualities and virtues of the dear departed friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We got quite used to hearing him, and no one seemed to care --<br>In fact, no happ'ning seemed complete unless his voice was there.<br>For close on thirty year he talked, and none could talk him down,<br>Until one day an agent for insurance struck the town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, we knew The Silent Member, and we knew what he could do, <br>And it wasn't very long before we knew the agent, too,<br>As a crack long-distance talker that was pretty hard to catch; <br>So we called a hasty meeting and decided on a match.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of course, we didn't tell them we were putting up the game;<br>But we fixed it up between us, and made bets upon the same.<br>We named a time-keep and a referee to see it through;<br>Then strolled around, just casual, and introduced the two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The agent got first off the mark, while our man stood and grinned;<br>He talked for just one solid hour, then stopped to get his wind.<br>'Yes; but --' sez Bill; that's all he said; he couldn't say no more;<br>The agent got right in again, and fairly held the floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On policies, and bonuses, and premiums, and all that,<br>He talked and talked until we thought he had our man out flat. <br>'I think --' Bill got in edgeways, but that there insurance chap <br>Just filled himself with atmosphere, and took the second lap.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw our man was getting dazed, and sort of hypnotized,<br>And they oughter pulled the agent up right there, as I advised.<br>'See here -' Bill started, husky; but the agent came again,<br>And talked right on for four hours good -- from six o'clock to ten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Bill began to crumple up, and weaken at the knees,<br>When all at once he ups and shouts, 'Here, give a bloke a breeze! <br>Just take a pull for half a tick and let me have the floor,<br>And I'll take out a policy.' The agent said no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Silent Member swallowed hard, then coughed and cleared his throat,<br>But not a single word would come –- no; not a blessed note.<br>His face looked something dreadful –- such a look of pained dismay;<br>Then he have us one pathetic glance, and turned, and walked away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's hardly spoken since that day –- not more than 'Yes' or 'No'.<br>We miss his voice a good bit, too; the town seems rather slow.<br>He was called 'The Silent Member' just sarcastic, I'll allow;<br>But since that agent handled him it sort o' fits him now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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