I staggered towards the knocking.
Frenzied, I opened the door to dazzling sunlight,
and a woman with a clipboard.
"Hello Sir!" (She spat the words at
like bullets). I stood in a daze.
Then came the company 'spiel',
ignoring edgewise interjections.
She paused and inhaled before each barrage,
Then suddenly stopped, tilting her head sweetly,
offering me her most winning
Allowing only pertinent replies,
She prompts with her pen:
"Your name, Mr...?"
She scribbles again.
"WINDOWS IS IT?" I thundered.
She nodded nervously.
"THEN MEASURE ME UP!
UP AND DOWN.
GET IT ESTIMATED!"
And she did.
Then: BANG! BANG! BANG!
Here's our free estimate.
We aim to please."
"AND NOW, YOU CAN HAVE MINE!
My pockets you'll not rob,
Though my peace you destroy,
So if you're round this way again,