Blue men talking, standing askance.
Boasting through insecurity's dance.
Hands on their hips, changing lead.
Reacting on cue, shifting need.
Negotiating through,
judgment with a glance.
Women walking, asking what's new.
Gossip, the only bile they spew.
Hand flicks hair, waiting their turn.
No care found,
in conversational queue.
Vapid exultations,
few words ringing true.
At least children are honest,
in the games they play.
Deceit is...
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