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The Personality Profile Test

I was sitting at my computer All intelligent and nonchalant When a personality profile test popped up In the most interesting of fonts I decided this might be fun So I clicked onto the site And right away started answering questions On what I did and didn't like As soon as the test was over With my feet planted firmly on the floor I hit the button enter There was immediately a knock upon the door What appeared to be three business men All in matching suits and ties With darkened sunglasses all around Like Hollywood Movie Stars in disguise Before I knew what was happening They threw a hood over my head And carted me off without the slightest word Not a single Howdy-Do was said My new found friends threw me into the trunk Of a waiting limousine Where just as quickly as they arrived We all left the scene We came to a run down abandoned Army base In the middle of the desert I had the feeling that what it was that was to come Most certainly wouldn't be pleasant They set me in the middle of a room As men circled all around I knew this had to do with the test And wondered at it was they found When in walked "The Bossarooni" And said don't worry son we're not here to mistreat cha We're just curious as to why You like anchovies instead of pepperoni on your pizza

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 1/2/2019 10:02:00 PM
LOL - too funny !! Brilliant, Mike.
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Date: 6/19/2016 6:40:00 PM
Ha, ha, ha, so funny and creative Mike!:) Those men must work for Dominoes or Papa Johns!:)
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Date: 6/19/2016 11:23:00 AM
ha ha ha - love the twist at the end - but i HATE anchovies lol give me pepperoni any day lol:-) hugs Jan xx7
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Mike Hauser
Date: 6/19/2016 11:27:00 AM
I'm with you on the anchovies! Might as well just pour an entire salt shaker out on your tongue...yuck! But it sounded funnier.. I'm here for the humor, Lol!

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