I saw a hat hook. Nothing more
Apparently used just for show
On a pillar by the fiction row.
I looked it over once, then twice
Of antiqued brass it once was nice
But why here this poor neglected bit
For I could see no use of it
Who hangs a hat near Bear or Clarke?
Why should here it make its mark?
I swear I found no use or function
For a hat hook at this junction
"So, what's your point?" I asked of it
"I'm here for hats, you stupid git"
I smiled and nodded most politely
And then I gripped it rather tightly
I ripped the hook right off its screws
Then searched the store for the refuse
I dumped it loudly in the bin
The resulting crash, an awful din
For no one feels bad for a hat hook with an attitude!
Peter P. Brown 2009