I may have developed
A phobia for promoters.
Yes those dressed in white shirts
And long trousers
Holding clipboards.

They often appear
Near shopping centres
Their eyes sharp
With piercing stares
At everyone walking.

Even if you avoid one
Another would appear
All of the sudden,
Scaring you while you
Frantically try to escape.

They have now resorted
To different tricks,
No longer merely approaching
Adults but students too,
Even though we obviously
Have no money.

I personally have experienced
Their quirky techniques
Sorry sir, but
Your bows or conversations
Don’t mean anything.

My heart is a block of ice
To promoters that is
No matter what you try,
There’s only one thing I do,
Ignore and walk away.