No Entry.

I hear you ringing on my tuneful doorbell, you are not getting in, so you can piss off to hell.

You come back when you need something, and stay till you get it.

And once you have it, you leave, you disappear in a moonlight flit.

You can ring all you want, but to come inside you definitely cant.

Begone to the cheats that you have come from, I am not opening my door for you to enter my home.

Enough is to much, I have changed and become tough, so leave and do me a favour, no more I like your sour tasting flavour.