Hugger-Mugger Poem by Hannington Mumo

Either way you're in an absolutely knotty net.
For when you encounter a guy previously met
And hazard averted eyes and abjure a greeting,
You there have wise taste and ill distaste meeting.

If your song rends the air and hop ensues
They each your melodious refrains refuse.
Then utter a painful cry and they loud laughter spout
Till you query the bond between grief and merry shout.

Your happy dance is to them a funereal tune,
To give health is to harm and in disguise ruin.
And such is the ill-rhymed rhythm to always put up with
Till you like me become the world's loneliest wordsmith.

Do not any suicidal thoughts entertain
When assailed by such a thought-train.
The world must be composed of such a one
To bear it all, and himself be borne by none.