The phone rings and I look up from my work
Wondering who could be calling me.
I glance down at the number and I perk
Up to see whom it purports to be.
But then my smile fades to hear the tones
Of muffled half-caught speech, which must imply
That once again two silly telephones
Have played a prank on me. I turn and sigh,
Hang up and try to text the person who
Unknowingly has dialed me once more,
Wishing that she perhaps already knew
So that she would reprise a new encore
This time intentional, and call again
No matter why - or even, really, when.
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