Some Folks

Some folks ain't got no class. Others lack insight. Neither? that's a horrible double bill. I was on a train, but it's been a while. Often on various trains but not lately. When's the next train? Is it the one the intended riders deride? Now it's just helicopters for me, and I only hear them overhead.
Some folks, also: no style. Oh that's a tough slog. Cliches and I don't know what, milkshakes? I avoid those interactions. I like the holy people, and I don't mean righteous. I don't mean it at all, I'm talking about a characteristically quantifiable but essentially inimitable quality of individuality.