Rotation Song

I found myself conversing with a most contentious friend
His farcical assertions drove me close to my wits' end
Believing, as I always have, his thinking's for the birds
I turned round in high dudgeon and addressed him with these words
"You've disappeared! Where have you gone? I find that rather rude!
You have, I have to tell you, an appalling attitude!"
"I'm here," my friend retorted; then accusingly he said
"I'm staring at the back of your distinctly balding head!"

Then typically, he turned round in a trice and said – I quote!
"You see, you've disappeared as well
That's something we should note
Because we have our differences, apparently with ease
Between us we've rotated a full one-eighty degrees
But then, you've always flaunted the opinions of a clown!"
I turned round and retorted, "...says a jackass of renown!"
It didn't help to witness how my words, though doubtless dull
In vain were being levelled at his now-rotated skull!

Of course, he took exception in a manner you will guess
He turned round and, with flashing eyes, began this short address
"Undoubtedly our differences are destined to remain
But overall, I'm glad that I can see you once again!"
So you'll have gathered why we both eventually agreed
A moment of stability was something we would need
Committing resolutely to avoiding a reprise
Of repeatedly rotating through three-sixty degrees!