In matters social more than hint of curse
The only orphan specially abused
The pension soldier peace time stripped of nurse
The narcissist at patent posture mused
The lazy bones in work of fellows fused
The hermit nerd through rumours locked in lair
The fussy female her own gaffes excused
The cop off duty dumb yet snitch aware
The prude in skin tight clothes and scarcely bare
The drama queen inclined to court a feud
The gentle soul assigned the starkest stare
The boozer bold in mannerisms too crude
And what are people past a shard of hue?
I sweat the spectrum red to green to blue
Chorus hue shade tint
