I was ten minutes early.

My hair was cut and combed.

My tie was neatly knotted

My shoes were shined at home.

My handshake was firm and dry.

My smile was sincere.

My breath was newly minted.

My eyes were bright and clear.

My resume was perfect

I knew I fit the bill.

Then she said to hire you

Would be an over kill.

You are way to qualified

The job would be a bore

I raised my eyes to heaven

For I’ve heard that before.

The true way to interview

 Is, if you need the work.

 Do not appear smarter than

The interviewing clerk.

Raymond Morrow