Mr. Lingodooffer Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Mr. Bingoplooffer?
Why are those who rate what others say,
Looking for a validation?
And someone who has similar concepts,
Of thought and reason?
Mr. Bingoplooffer?
Why do those who goof...
Seek proof of their aloofness?
Mr. Bingoplooffer...
Why do they reduce a boostered thought?
Shouldn't they ought to produce a more inducing,
Comprehension, Mr. Bingoploofer?

'That is not Bingoploofer, young man.
That is Lingodooffer.
And I see you wish to be loopy with this poop.
This is a math class you ought to hope you pass,
Mr. Exactjackson!
Or you will find yourself rating a repeated visit.
Sitting right where you are next year.
Does that clarify anything between your ears?
Get it together to ensure Mr. Bingoplooferdooper...
Will not in your life make a reappearance,
You will next year fear.
Is that clear?
Good.'