Social Animal-S.... Virus. Poem by Subrata Ray

Social Animal, -S-Virus.
S-virus in human vase,
Is black, short, and monkeyed -face.
It likes to exploit politics,
It changes face with ominous tricks.

Though cold by nomenclature,
But venomous and fiery in deed,
Money and women are its mead.

Wine, smoke, and pleasure trips,
In this virus ever sweeps.
It threats the Head, and pollutes the Beds,
And destroys the innocent husbands' home,
Wherever it goes, it evokes psychic -typhoon.