Selective Obnoxiousness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Some folks enjoy being annoying.
It is a pattern.
A rhythm.
A method of selective obnoxiousness.

Intentional and done to perfect what they do best.
Annoy since no other attention do they get!

Some folks make it their priority,
To make sure their presence is known.
Sometimes through use of flattery,
Much of it overblown.

Ignoring them is a challenge,
For the one who has been picked.
And responding with crude rudeness...
Gives them not a hint,
Those they choose to monitor...
Are not amused by it one bit!

Some folks enjoy being annoying.
It is a pattern.
A rhythm.
A method of selective obnoxiousness.

And quietly minding one's own business,
Is like feeding fresh unhooked worms,
To a school of fish!