I'd likely think of myself as Black if I were brown.
A century ago Morgan Forster chose “pinko-grey.”
Who'd want to be as pale as Hitler's frown!
(I’m on the “pinko-beige-ish” side myself, I’d say.)
It matters little now in any case.
Since human body shades will soon be far from classic—
We're surely scheduled for an erstwhile place
And might as well have raced in the Jurassic!
What motivates one to write a merdrigal
Is much inspiring in the realm of verse:
The need to do something, lest the worst befall—
The poet playing dummy in a hearse.
Morgan Forster= E. M. Forster, a character in whose novel A Passage to India (1924) says, "the so-called white races are really pinko-grey."
Charles Darwin called the sudden appearance of the Angiospermae, or flowering plants, a hundred million years ago in the Jurassic era “an abominable mystery” (https://www.bbc.com/news/science-environment-55769269).
« Le mot Merdrigal [ . . . ] vient de ce cher vieux Léon-Paul Fargue, piéton de Paris, bourlingueur du zinc, impeccable lettré et solide buveur. C'était un promeneur d'une époque révolue. [ . . . ] Ecrivez des merdrigaux! C'est rude, c'est rigolo et, finalement, ça ne fait pas de mal à qui que ce soit, si l'on ne nomme pas!!! »—http://orlandoderudder.canalblog.com/archives/2006/03/03/1459256.html