No Spook Or Monkey

I am no spook or monkey, To sit cutely nut and bolted by a door. And no one rubs my head for luck... As I smile to pretend to ignore. I don't pretend like I did anymore. Nor am I a baboon or a buffoon, Waiting for nuts to be thrown to me... At a zoo to crack as my features are laughed at. But I can be a beast unleashed with attitude, The moment someone thinks of me as their fool. I'm no spook or monkey nor am I a baboon, Sitting picking ticks or rubbing knuckles on a floor. I can never be a spook or a monkey. Treated like a fool to be duped.