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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363100" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everyone wants a part of you <br>no matter whom you are <br>and most want your money. <br>They plague you with emails, telephone calls <br>or persistently knock on your door. <br>The more you say no, <br>the more they persist anyway <br>until you get rude and send them on their way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some churches send out callers <br>saying they’ll show you to the light. <br>I just tell them I’m a Preacher, I have my own church <br>and that gets rid of them. <br>I am not lying; I am a pretend Preacher with my own church.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then comes the charities <br>wanting you to give money <br>for this and that. <br>My answer is always no <br>and tell them to see the government <br>as they have more of my money <br>than I ever get to see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up comes the utilities electric and gas, <br>on the door or on the telephone <br>about changing your supplier. <br>They always call when you’re in the middle <br>of doing something important. <br>I tell them no, <br>as I’m happy with my lot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Next comes the man <br>with new windows, conservatory or porch. <br>They do not get much joy from me. <br>Nor do those who are trying to sell me <br>the newest gadget ridden phone. <br>If your wits are not about you, <br>you could end up with a half dozen of them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why don’t they all go to blazes <br>and just leave me alone. <br>After a days work I just want to relax <br>in my home sweet home. <br>Not get up every five minutes <br>to answer the door or the telephone. <br>This my time and I want it peaceful and quiet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If there are any door-to-door beggars reading this, <br>stay away from my door, <br>as I don’t want anything you have to offer. <br>Hawkers of any kind just stay away <br>and leave my sanity alone. <br>If you phone me, I will politely tell you where to go <br>and when you get there, <br>I hope the Devil jabs you with his trident, <br>then my message will come through loud and clear. <br>My answer is NO.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>23 September 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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and most want your money. 
They plague you with emails, telephone calls 
or persistently knock on your door. 
The more you say no, 
the more they persist anyway 
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