The....Resume Poem by James McLain

Unusual, are you..?
Tell me then, how I think..?
As it says in my..tell me how I think..
Your thinking is twisted and blind on your face
can't you see...?
What I see then through your eyes then is, I am just one giant
vaginal waffle
to restock your shelves- with
I may be young, I may be dumb, never will I be filled
with your...now
get out of my office...you Russian Putined thinking bank of man....