This other day I went out in shorts,
To a bar of my own choosing;
But I was turned away on sight,
For my "unprotocolic" piece of clothing;)
True story, a good story of virtue and vice:
I was less of a human in their "righteous" eyes.
I know not what you make of these,
Blurred social factual distorsions,
But I call them misjudgements-
Of metaethical proportions.
Judging the book by its cover,
As they say, to what literary gains?
But isn't it the easiest thing to do
For simple, stupid, shallow brains?
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