I'M No Bozo Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Did I leave a false impression?
That left you to second guess?
And you have come back to arrange,
My passing of your test?
To select.

Did I leave a false impression?
That left you to second guess?
And you have come back to arrange,
My passing of a test?
To select.

Well let me tell you,
I'm not a bozo.
To be collected...
And left so low.
Oh no.
I am not that bozo.
Oh no.
No no bozo.

Well let me tell you,
I'm no bozo.
Oh no.
To be left solo.
NO!

No one picks me for a purpose,
Just to take a test.
And no one selects me,
As a choice to sit amongst the rest.
I'll be no bozo.
Oh no.
To be left so low.
NO!

Did I leave a false impression?
That left you to second guess?
And you have come back to arrange,
My passing of a test?
To select.

Well let me tell you,
I'm not a bozo...
To sit and consider,
Your proposal.
With twitters to twit,
Like a bozo!
Oh no.
No I'm no bozo.
NO!