Nothing to Say by O. Henry — Read

"You can tell your paper," the great man said, / "I refused an interview. / I have nothing to say on the question, sir, / Nothing to say to you."

And then he talked till the sun went down / And the chickens went to roost: / And he seized the coat of the poor _Post_ man / And never his hold he loosed.

And the sun went down and the moon came up, / And he talked till the dawn of day; / Though he said, "On this subject mentioned by you, / I have nothing whatever to say."

And down the reporter dropped to sleep, / And flat on the floor he lay; / And the last he heard was the great man's words: / "I have nothing at all to say. "