BEASTLY TALES

THE PHONE COMPANY

In the days of yore, it was expensive to call Long Distance,
A protection from now-a-days Long Distance, persistence.
There’s Gupta from Mumbai, Min-Lee from China,
All there, selling, demanding you buy now.
Banks, not surprisingly, are guilty of such,
As well as castigating slow payers in their clutch.
Many of these sales people from the Orient,
Forget about Time Zones, and what they meant,
Yes, used to mean, when the World was sane,
There goes my phone, it’s ringing again.

Telephone sales of solar panels for water,
“You should buy insurance, really you ought to.”
And along with those calls through day and night.
There are also a plethora of scammers, not right!
Yes, scammers purporting to represent banks,
Wanting to trick one into divesting account details, no thanks.
There’s no end to low life’s tricks,
To devoid folk of money, mortar and bricks.
One scam is to call for just three rings,
Old folk may think it a call important for things.
They call the number back, thinking it brainier,
Not realizing that they are calling Lithuania.

Oscar Orkney was persecuted, he did reckon,
By his telephone, that did ring and beckon.
Sometimes it was a bonafide call for him,
Which he’d gratefully answer, proper and prim.
But, more often than not, it was a sales call from Asia,
Offering, demandingly, products to amaze you.
Oscar became expert when such calls beckoned,
To hang right up in a Nano-second!
But still these apes tirelessly persist,
Whilst the Oscars of this world doggedly resist,
And since such calls go on and on,
There must be folk who fall for the con!