Many, Some, All

There have been many at my door.
Many.
They come bearing gifts.
Dressed in expensive clothes.
Promising a good time.

There are some I let in.
Some.
I take the gifts.
admire the attire.
laugh at the wit.

But they all must exit.
All.
Though the presents, nice.
the fashion, current.
and conversation, fascinating.

Because they are not YOU.