Some thought the No was allergic to Yes –
For his answer to every question addressed,
Was a loud, angry “No!”; he would not acquiesce.
“No!” was the only response he’d profess.
Could you please pass the salt?
“No!” he would say.
How ‘bout an ice cream?
“No and no way!”
Join us for dinner at Maria’s Café?
“No, no, and no! Niene, nah, and nay!”
He never would budge, his answer was set.
Never a “Maybe” or “Yeah” or “You bet!”
He didn’t care if he made you upset;
He threw “No’s” to the wind without care or regret.
Wanna come to my party?
“My answer is NO!”
There’s a dance this weekend…
“How NO can you go?”
Come see my play! It’s a one monster show!
“I DESPISE theatre! No, no and Noh.”
He was known as the NO – Big N and Big O
A name very fitting and quite apropo.
But the NO didn’t know, no, he just didn’t know,
That just saying “No!” made his life just ‘so-so.’
“No!” meant he’d never have his first kiss
And “No!” meant he’d never know chocolate as bliss.
For each “No!” he shouted meant he would miss
Trying out “that” and experiencing “this.”
So we caution you, reader, be careful with “No!”
And how many “No’s” you choose to bestow.
If you want to progress, to learn and to grow,
You’ll have to say “YES!” and see where you’ll go.