As I red-a pink ticket the copper gave-a me
Tha wind-a blue it up in a bigga oak tree.
I’m-a yella anda yella but it don’t comma down
Anna I said, “Orange-a gonna get it down forra me?
Tha copper he green a ver bigga wide green
And he say, where everybody can-a hear heem,
You-a violet da law, and-a you gotta pay
So I plum climb-a dat biga oak tree, straight away.
I taupe to myself, “don’t-a you fall out-a diss tree.”
So I mauve ver careful and–a I get where I see
I can peach-a an acorn an-a knock-a it loose
But–a I miss anna I miss, and my face, she turn-a puce.
Wow, I amma maize at-a what happen then,
Tha wind, she rose-a up and-a she blue again.
If-a olive to be a hundred, I’ll-a never forget
My pink-a ticket sail away fast-a, like a jet.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem which incorporates at least two colors. The idea is to use colors to infer meaning. Poem may be rhyming or not. |
Author Notes
I hadda use comic Italian to getta it to work. Scuse,
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