The Muddle.

How are you strange Muddle,

All caught up in your bubble,

Alone in a puddle,

As if you need a cuddle,

For there's warmth in a huddle,

Still you remain to be vain,

Pretending we can't feel your pain,

You think there is nothing to gain,

As you stand outside in the pouring rain.

Reviews

[The Mutterer]

Very nice, I like the term 'alone in a puddle', effective :)