He says he knows me-
But I do not know him
Imagine this he says grabbing
My hand planning to teach me
Something about myself that I
Do not know.  I do not know my
Self-It is a considered choice and
As best I know who should know
The Truth.   What an impertinence!
What a bore.  Yet I'll give him a bit
Of my time hoping for amusement
Such as can be gotten of a child.
Claims he is a poet  I know not but
He may be who only thinks he is