The way form follows function in design –
Triangle, semicircle, little more –
O metal hanger, come let us adore
Euclidean perfection in thy line!
That elements as base as thick-gauge wire
Can yield such objects, sacred and profound –
Take heart, believers! What could ever bound
The limits to which mankind may aspire?
(Idolatry like this is not for me;
For my part I still find the practice weird,
But by my teenage children they're revered,
Or so I gather, based on what I see;
It seems the only plausible excuse
For why their rooms and floors are never clean:
It's all to let their hangers stay pristine,
Too fine to ever foul with human use.)