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One day I heard a knock 
Or more a rapid tap upon my door. 
It brought me not acute alarm, 
For it was noonday by the clock 
And noontime rarely brings one harm, 
So with my midday tea I crossed the floor. 

I took a cautious look, 
Through entryway devices in the wall 
Known only by my spouse and I 
And were well hidden in the nook 
Where unseen eyes allow no lie 
From ill-willed strangers who might choose to call. 

When I peeked out this day 
I gazed upon a rather portly man 
Of middle years and fine attire. 
A well bred man one then could say 
But said today they'd be a liar; 
No "well bred man" this man of darker plan! 

I opened wide my door of oak 
Which as it hung weighed over half a ton. 
But physics did allow that weight 
And we've had not a single bloke 
To realign the door to this estate; 
When intellect's applied the job gets done. 

This stranger stiffened straight 
Then from his waist he gave a courtly bow. 
I smiled at him and said "come in" 
And little did he hesitate 
Before his rotund body pushed within 
Without a pause or cause to disallow. 

I turned to see his rear 
Still moving deeper through my sacred place. 
I heard myself let loose a shout 
Which was a shout no doubt of fear 
Of what this stranger was about 
And why this rude intrusion of my space?

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