Oh weirdo knocking on my door, you rang my bell five times before.
Late at night, before lunch hour, no privacy, you take my power.
Too afraid to tell you no, instead I wait for you to go.
I nod and smile, I’m too polite, you take advantage of my plight.
I do not know how to say, ‘oh you weirdo go away!’
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